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A home is not just made of bricks and stone, it’s a place where I can never feel alone. A home is not just a structure, it’s the people inside. It is a place filled with love and pride. Where you can have old memories and have new ones yet to come, many with my Dad and Mum. I love my trampoline where I bounce so high, sometimes I feel like I can touch the sky. I love my bed because it is warm and cozy. I stare at my starry ceiling until I get dizzy. A home is a place where I feel happy and calm, so my home is where I truly belong. And I think that everybody should not be alone, especially ones without a home.