Home is safe

Home to me is a safe place. Safe place is my home. Home is where you can love, hate and anything in between. One thing a home does not need is gold or silver or fancy furniture. It is where you can be you and talk all you want; I love my home. I can smell the delicious food my mom's making and my dad typing on his computer, my brother shooting pucks and me walking down the street watching the ocean. Home is my family visiting, my cousins playing, joy everywhere everybody sitting down at the table together, everybody laughing. I love it, everybody deserves a home, not just a house.