A Home of Love

A Home of Love Home is not just a house. It is a place of love. It is a place to sleep and a place to eat. It is a place of joy. I remember when I was born. I slept the whole way home. I got there and opened my eyes, and in my head, I thought, “Where am I?” In my mom’s clutches I felt warm and thought “I'm home.” It was the same with my sister. She came in and I thought “Who is that?” Then I noticed she was part of my family. Home is a family who loves you. Home gives you a roof over your head. Home helps you live. Home is my favorite place to be. For most people it is. Some may like other’s homes, but I like my own. So, if you are reading this right now, go online and donate to Habitat for Humanity! By Reese K