My Home

Home is different for everybody but this is home to me..First, my home reminds me of love as soon as I walk into my home the first thing I see and feel is love it's almost like every room is overflowing with love Second, in my home when i see the downstairs window it just reminds me of that time when I snuck downstairs and drew with pen our whole family there are so memories in my home no matter what home I live in there will always be memories in me and my family's home. Next, my home is safe, when I think of safe I think of when I was a toddler I was scared of being alone no matter where I was at school at a friends house but especially in the basement of my home so if I had the chance I would run up to my bed and hide under the covers, now it makes me laugh when ever I think of that.Then,when I think of my family it makes me feel this amazing feeling inside it makes me feel happy whenever i'm with family., family is happy, family is love, family makes me feel loved. Last home is mine, everything in it is mine even if my siblings say it’s theirs it's still kind of mine (of course I just don't say that to them.) My home is mine, me and my family own my home. It is nobody else's home but me and my family's.That is my home.