What Home is to Me

To me HOME is a familiar family that I love and understands me. A house is where I don't know anyone. I don't feel loved and protected by my parents. A house is where I feel lost. Yet in a home I know my way, know where I am and don't feel tossed. In a house I might feel weird and like I can't show myself and I might feel trapped. But in a home I definitely feel happy, joyful and don't feel strapped. In a home you make memories feel protected and loved. But in a house you feel uncomfortable and bummed. A house is a structure made out of bricks. Yet a home is a happy and indestructible place but you might get uncalled for kicks. And finally a home is a place where you have wonderful food on the kitchen stove and warm and wonderful cookies. But in a house there is no nice food and it is always empty and cold and it feels like it is a place with no love and missing personalities. And this is what HOME is to me.