My home

On the outside and to most people, home looks just like a cube made with 4 walls and a roof, what I think is different. Home means a place where I can feel safe. It is a place where when I walk in, I can feel warmth emanating in from everywhere. It is not a home unless there is love and caring. Nothing can ever hold up a home stronger than love. Love is the key to opening the door to warmth and happiness. A house cannot become a home without love, caring, and peace. It is a place where it holds a blank canvas ahead of you so you can paint out your future. It is a place where you have lots of confidence and courage. It is a place that is always filled with delicious aroma coming from my mom’s wonderful cooking. It is a place where I can snuggle up with my cat and read stories to myself. Nothing can ever replace a home.