Home Means...

Home means love, family, and warmth, home is where I feel, me! My home is not only where I live, but it is where I can be myself. Home can be anything, it is where imagination runs best, it can be a flying pirate ship, to an entire ocean, to the whole planet! Home is healthy for my mind, heart, and friendship. Home can be a place to rewind, relax, and stress-free. Home is where me and my family can have Christmas dinner, sharing our stories from the day. It is where me and my friends talk about how close our birthdays are. Home is where we know that we are safe from the outside, cruel world. Home is not only where the heart is at, but it is also where I belong, from the living room couch. To my bed, upstairs. It is where we plan a good day. It is where we start the day. It is where I can see and think clearly without somebody pushing my thoughts down. Home is like an ocean. My thoughts, floaties. Outside of home they just lay there, helpless. Pushed down by gravity and the others around me. But when they get home, they go up. Flying without a care in the world, because that's home. Safety. Home is also like a spider habitat for jumping spiders! But the spiders are my love. In the real world, I jump and have fun sharing my love. But someone will always shut that down. But when I'm home I can jump with glee, branch to branch being me. Because that's home. Safety, and love. Thank you for reading,