Home is Where I Belong

The smell of food that is being cooked when you enter through the door is home. Seeing those familiar smiles when you enter your home is almost like the taste of honey. Sweet, warm, and joyful. Home is a place where you can be yourself where there is no judgment at all. Everyone who I love is in my home. They make me feel like I belong somewhere in the world and that place is called home. Home is where I can hear the sounds of laughter that fill the air, I close my eyes, feeling the warmth and love surround me. Home is where you can spend time with your family, all you can hear is talking and laughing that fill the air. Home is not just a place that was made by walls and a roof, it’s where you were raised in, it’s where these loving people watched you grow up. Home was made by people who love, care, and support you. Home, it’s a place where you belong, It’s a place where everybody belongs. Home is my safe place, and everybody's safe place, it’s where I can show my emotions, and talk to people about what I'm going through. Home is a part of me, it’s where I can be myself. Home is where you make memories, really wonderful memories, and it can take you back where it all started from. Being home brings relief, all the stress and worry that you have inside your body just floats away. Home, the word and place where I feel safe, warm, loved, and myself. Home is like a light. It guides you, takes care of you, and protects you from the darkness.