A Place I Call Home

A home to me is a safe place to expand, cry and just be yourself. A home is a familiar place where I know where my things are and I know I am safe. Home is a place of loud laughter and peace. Home is a place no secrets are kept. Home is a place family holds you tight and you know they love you even in a fight. Home is a place where you can shatter and break and explode with anger and hate. But still it thrives with love and joy. Home is a place where I explode with color and fate. Something I know and will never forget is that I know I am happy and safe and know one can take me away from this place I am a person who loves the outside world but some days are different and home is where I stay, and I'm thankful for that just like a rainy day. My home is a blank page that can change at any time but there's always multiple memories that you can save. For me, I have two homes. It's a wonder but also a sadness but home for me can't get better than this.