The Place I Call Home

If my home were a place it would be a loving, caring and fun place. My home is a place that I cannot explain how much love my home shows and how much support it gives. When I’m home I can be myself. The home that I live in is filled with hope for one another, my home is somewhere you can go and somewhere that will care about you like family. My home is a place in my heart that has a bunch of memories that I can remember from my home, the memories that have lived in my home and that we made will always be there forever to remember. My home is a place that has food and water that I can have also so we can make food and eat it like a family, my home is always open to feed others and to make sure they have stuff they need, it will always be open to one another and always be there for others. When we are alone we take responsibility for are home, are home will not be damage it will be cared for and loved. This home is a place where I live and where I will stay and love it.