Home, Home, Home My Home

My home is loving to everyone, we want newcomers to feel like they are home. We make people feel loved in our home. I am glad to have a brother, Jacob, who cares for me and loves me, he plays music with me. My favorite song to play with Jacob is Hard Rock Blues and we have a blast while playing. Music is like another language to me. My room is a safe place for me and my thoughts, sometimes I will just stay there and relax in my own quiet place, I feel safe there and can let my emotions out. Home is safe, a safe place for me. Next to my wood stove is a nice, cozy part of my home and it keeps us warm at night. My bed is a place for me to dream and float away in a rift of thoughts. My dreams are like exploring a new universe, but you know they will be safe. Mom and dad work hard for me and Jacob to do well in our grades. They also work hard so they can keep food on our table. At the end of the day mom and dad are our providers. Me and Jacob work hard to keep our grades up for mom and dad, sometimes they`re not the best and others they are okay. If I did not have a home, I would be vulnerable to strangers and thieves. I would feel scared and restless at night. My home makes me feel safe and I love my home a lot. Where it is and how safe the area is. My home is filled with laughter and jokes, love, and kindness, hopes and dreams. We all look forward to the future and what lies ahead.