It’s Not Just House, But Home

My family is my home, and my home is like a shelter. My family shields me in every way with love, respect, courage, honesty, wisdom, humility, and truth. My brother is the close caring part of my family home. Whenever I am sad, he cheers me up, whenever I am mad, he helps to calm me, whenever I am down, he helps me up. My brother is the glue that holds my hope for those people that do not have a home. My brother, he loves me, he looks after me, he cares for me, and he is a part of my home. My mother is the soft part of my family home. She bakes for me, she fixes my clothes, and she teaches me. She is the one in the family that makes the dreams come true, she is the one that taught me everything, and she is the one that will be there for me. My father is the fierce part of my family home. He is the strong walls around me. He is the one that organizes things for me, he is the one that inspires me, he is the one that powers me, and he is the one that encourages me. He the one that kept our home stable for all these years. My family home is my real home. My home is built on my family members. This is not just my family, but my shelter, my home.