What home is to me

I love my home because of my parents, they keep me safe and comfortable, they are accepting of who I am and they support me. Without my parents, home is nothing to me. Home is when I'm with my parents. One time I remember me and my family went to Pakistan and we were on the plane and the flight attendants came and said to my parents "can we hug your baby?" My parents were like sure they took me to the cockpit and showed me everything but I started crying, so they gave me back to my parents and I stopped crying. Even when I was younger, I didn’t feel safe without my parents. Home is a place where I'm with my parents. When I'm with my parents, I can sometimes act silly. I remember a time when I was climbing a mattress that was off the bed. When my parents saw me they were just laughing and left the room to leave me to play. Home is with my parents, they always make me happy and laugh with me. One time I was telling jokes to my cousins and they weren't laughing and then my parents came and they supported me and laughed at my joke. Home to me will always be my parents because they were the ones who gave me the best life possible and I'll always love them for holding my hand when I'm scared.