What Home Means to Me

My home feels like the entire world in just a small piece of land. Home is where I stay, it's where I eat, where I feel like I could live forever. It's where I saw my new sister for the first time, where amazing celebrations have graced the walls. On stormy nights, I sit here thinking what an amazing place my home is. To me I feel sometimes that my home is like a magic shield. I could never know what my life would be like if I did not have a home. Home is like a jar. Inside are stored memories. Wherever I go I carry it around. I am grateful to have a home.