What home means to me!

As the white walls fade in, the roof on top with windows and floors and doors with furniture or people as it builds up together into a place called home. Home is a place where you're loved by your little annoying sister who cares about you with her long black shiny hair and a happy smile spreading joy as she is always there for you along with your parents smiling and creating precious, beautiful, and unforgettable scenes named memories. Home doesn’t just paint memories, it paints joy and kindness as you gain the love of every single person in the room. All in all, you just don’t just achieve a place to live but earn protection and shelter from the outside world of the green land covered in a blanket of blue gem water coated with fluffy white clouds. Home isn’t just a place to slack on the bed dozing into sleep but is a place to snuggle warmly into your cozy blanket watching the broken tiny flakes, white and cold, but lighter in weight falling from the crystal white sky. The protected private place is also a place of comfort where you it’s a zone of confidence providing a personal space being less embarrassed instead of 1000 eyes watching you as they crowd around you squishing you like a stuffy toy.