Home

Home to me is a place where I can be loved, and I can love my stuff and love people. I know that home is private, and I can use my emotions. I have been living in my home since I was born. If I ever move away, I will never forget my original home. I hope everyone has a home where they can be loved, happy, and can use their emotions. When I leave my home, I miss it but when I come home, I’m so happy My mom and dad make the best meals ever it is like they know what I want every day it makes the whole house smell good, but a house isn’t always a home. They make me so happy. But enough with my family I’m so comfy in my home I’m not as comfy when I’m at someone else’s home. I have a family at my home, a bed at my home, and I have a roof over my head. But in your head, you’re like any place there is a roof over your head well there is, but a home’s roof is more exciting to live under. There are many types of houses like mansions, houses and apartments but home is not home if you don’t feel like its home. I love my home it is the place I like the most. I hope that home to you is so much more then a house or 4 walls and 1 roof. My home is where my heart is. Thank you, habitat for humanity for giving us the chance to write a story about our home and thank you for helping people get homes. I hope you enjoyed it, and I hope you have the best day ever. The end.