Home sweet home

Home is a place where I Am me. Home is love, home is as sweet as honey, and full of bees is a soft pillow, or a warm breeze at the beach, family, hope, and the five senses of feeling, smelling, seeing, hearing, tasting. For me, home is a place I am free and all this makes a home. Home is a place I hope it stays the same and always is a place where I am welcome and loved, every day I can dress how I want. Now what are the five senses? Felling, smelling, seeing, hearing, tasting with those five senses it felt like a big warm hug. Smell of wood burning in the fire. If it was a taste, it that will be free clean drinking water. (that’s important because some people do not have clean water.)but, get the joy of all the seeing my family. I am luck and thankful to have all this joy and happiness, it is sad to think some people have absolutely nothing. Some people don’t get the joy. It is good to have a community and family that love and supports and cares for you. So that is why I'm going to share a story (that I saw it YouTube 100% real story) is about a girl who has a disorder and is her birthday party. She invites all her class who said they can go and will show up. But the day of her party no-one came she ran to her room crying, her mom post a video she when on to say that her daughter was up very early, getting ready for her party and was super excited. The next day she woke up to the doorbell and there were a lot of presents sent for her community. Another then that is important is support. That means I can be the me of all me’s if someone is mistreating me for who I am, how I dress, how I act. I know somebody is that to love, support, or tell my every thought and my deepest filling, someone who is there when I need them most. That people is my best friend and family that hove always been there for me to love and support me that the people everyone need. Some people don’t get the joy of a home or a family. All the kids living poor live. Well, not me, I get the joy of going home and seeing my family. That is what I love the joy of getting to say “hi my home”. I can be safe and know that there is someone to help me Through tough times. And love me for me, because home is any four walls that enclose the right people. Heck, it doesn't have to be walls, is just a place where someone is there with you for everything.