My Home

I love my home because it is where I live, sleep and play. My house is where my family is and where I am. At home it’s where I eat and drink. I pack my bag for school and my lunch at home. I feel happy, sad, angry, jealous sometimes because I feel safe at home every day, every night, every hour, every minute, every second, every millisecond. Living with my dad and my sister at home makes me feel safe because they comfort me and they love me. Home means life to me. I don't care about a fancy house or a big house. I care about my family that lives with me and the yummy food I get to eat in my home and my home makes me happy. It doesn't matter if it's big or small or fancy or not, it doesn't matter to me as long as I have my family and the yummy food. That's what home means to me.