This is my home

My home feels warm and fuzzy. When I go outside I hear the birds chirping and the waves going back and forth and I feel the sand between my feet. When I go to bed I hear the sound of a wire hitting my house. To you that probably sounds weird, but to me that is home. My home is where my family and the ocean is. When I wake up and go outside and hear the birds chirping and the wind whistling this is my home. My home is my family and the ocean. when I'm near my family I am home. I love to sit in the sand with my family and friends. When they are around me, this feels like home. My home is full of the people I love like my Mom, Dad, my sisters, my dogs and my fish. These are the people and things I love. When they are around I feel at home. My mom, I go when I am sad. I go to my sisters when I| need ideas and my dad when I need a laugh. This is where I feel at home, my family is my home. Take a moment to think of the people in your life and what they do to help you. Just a month ago a house was on fire and someone lost their home and you don't just lose your home but you lose your memories and the moments you share. they had to live off of stuff people gave them and not their stuff. We have a home but some people don't. This writing contest is for the homeless. I think that is great. If it were up to me I'd want everyone to have a house but unfortunately that can't happen. I know you try but it just can't happen. I really wish It could. Please try very hard and imagine yourself in this situation.