A place called home

To me home is a comforting ,peaceful place full of warmth,joy and traditions. My bed is warm and my family cares for me. Home is also a roof over my head, a place I can always rely on. All homes are different, unique colours,shapes and sizes just like people.”People deserve to have homes.” That’s what my parents always told me and it’s true.i can’t believe that some people call streets their home. Everyone deserves a good home life where they have sportive family members, nutritious meals, a warm bed and the freedom to wear whatever they want and be whoever they want. Home is not just a building it’s a warm amazing place that holds all your memories. Home might not be a house, it might be a city or a country and no one should fear the place they live so much that they have to leave their home to be who they want. People need more places with comforting corners, family and maybe even pets. People deserve a place called home. If someone asked me today what home means to me I would say ”Home is a comforting joyous wonderful place that I personally love.”