What Home Means to Me

When I think of home I think of not being at a boring school. At home I can crank music as loud as I want. When I look in my closet I see all my 33 Ju-jitsu medals and sometimes pretty much all the time I think of how many times I ’ve won and how good I am. In the mornings when I don’t want to go to school I sit beside my snake tank and sand my arrow heads. Every day after school when I come home there is that unsafe feeling that makes me feel at home. My brothers make me feel unsafe because they might attack at any moment. Family makes me feel even better because they are always there for me.