What Home Means to Me

My family is what home means to me, because they are the ones who care for me. They are the light that guides me. Though I am still the one that unfolds my path. Yet they help me in every need. I am proud that I can look up to them. Because they are thoughtful, kind, and plenty more. When they work their hardest, on all the things they have to do they still always spare time for me. Since I'm always with them they make me feel strong, and hopeful. I want to help others because they don't have their needs met like I do. That’s why I’m writing this. Everyone needs a living space that they are able to take care of and that can shelter them. Everyone needs food and water to give them nutrition, a way to stay warm in cold weather, a place that is safe for them and their family. But, we don't just need four walls and a roof. Humanity needs family and friends. We need family and friends to support each other and create a better future for people and the world. A way to do that is by giving people a place to call home.