My Home

This is what a home means to me. First, a home is a place where you share memories with the ones you love, even if you move, everywhere you go is a place you cherish, it is a place entitled, your home. A home is a place where you can go after a bad day. It is a place where you can bundle up in blankets and talk to your parents about your day. A home is my dads homemade meals after a long day, It is a place where when you are sick, and you make a warm bowl of soup and lay down on your comfy bed and take a big nap.Next, home is a safe place, a place where you can talk about your feelings and it's a place where you can let all your anger out. A home is something that you cant set a price range on, because it already has a family that it belongs to. A home is a family room at night, when you watch a movie side by side with your siblings and your parents. a home is your parents bedroom, snuggling with your mom watching a tv show. A home is a happy place, even if that means fighting and arguing with your siblings. And, a home is love and support, like when you don't understand something at school and your mom tries to help you, but you get frustrated, and she still, continues to try her best to help. Also, a home is warmth and comfort, like when somebody gives you a warm hug, it makes you think of how fortunate you are to have this life. The home I am talking about is not a home, it is my home.