What My Home Means to Me

My vision of a home used to be that there were multiple people shoved inside of a house but that's not the case. A home is a place where there is family, and they aren’t scared and they’re all safe and doing their own thing. My brothers bother me all the time in my home. My brothers fight in my home. I bother my brothers IN MY HOME. There are a lot of things inside of a home including personal items or belongings. There’s a place where you can go in your home (or there could be multiple places I'm not sure), and it can be pitch black and you can still roughly know where everything is going to be in your surrounding area. As someone who just moved, adjusting to a new home is hard especially when it looks way different from your old home and it's strange, but I found I like the change a little bit. Change is good for the most part; the change was also beneficial because I'm outside way more than I was before. I’m way happier than I used to be too! It's great. In fact, everyone needs a home. But sometimes that's not the case and that's why there are people and charities that help people with getting a place to live. The fact that some people out there don’t have a home is kind of sad if you think about it. You’d be pretty sad too if you woke up on the side of the road every day. All of these people need our help. Donating anything could save a life. Everyone needs the memories they get from a home. I have a home, and I have memories with friends and family that are priceless.