Home!

My home is where I don’t feel alone. I feel loved and cared for in its place. But I feel like it's for every home in my case. The feeling of comfort I cannot explain, except for the fact that it has always felt the same. Home is where you aren't judged or hated. Home is where you are loved and appreciated. But there are still people who can't afford to have that place. Those are the people who need to have that space. A space where it's not up to push and shove but where it's really all about love. When you find a place or someone to help you cope can fill you with hope. The hope that stays in your heart and you know it will never depart. Home means the absolute world to me, and I think most could agree. Everyone deserves a place to stay and if that happened I think the world be okay.