Love is my Home

A lot of people think that home is a roof and walls, but for me, home is a place with love that surrounds me. Home is a feeling, like when I’m with my family and friends and I feel safe. My idea of a home is being loved, feeling safe, being cared for and feeling warm inside. I feel most at home when I hear the cheerful laughter of my family and friends. Home is like a heart, filled with love, and respect. I know some people don’t have the love some other people have and that's why we need to give and show love to the whole world. My home is spending time with my friends. Some people think that a home is a place to simply stay warm and they’re not wrong but a home is much more powerful than some walls and a roof. More people need homes to feel loved . In this world, there’s homes that we need to give to the people in need. My home is baking food with my family like cookies and pizza. Some people out there don’t have homes or love so that’s why we need to show respect to our family, guardians or whoever takes care of us for all the things they did for us. We can help more people if everyone pitches in. We can help make more people feel loved. I hope for a world with People who are happy in their homes. Everyone deserves happiness and love . There are millions of dreams in my head about helping and saving people. People have scars that can’t be healed but we can give them homes and try to help them get to their dreams. People need homes and you know what I mean by home, home is like a big heart and they can stay in that heart for a long time because we keep adding love to it. A home has a lot of love. When I walk past a homeless person I feel bad when I don’t help, so I’m doing this to pay back all the times I didn’t help. I want people to be happy. When me and my sister laugh and play around together it's so fun and it makes me feel happy, she's my older sister and I don't really play with her because she is older, but when I laugh with her I cherish those times, because I'm sad when she doesn't hang out or play with me, but I will always love her shes a part of my home. I remember when I was eating cake with my parents and sister, me and my sister got whipped cream up our noses and we all laughed and I felt so much at home, like we would happily laugh forever. My family is a part of my home. I close my eyes and see a world that's waiting for me of peace, love, care, happiness, and my home. When you have bad or scary thoughts or a dream, home will make it disappear. A home and a house are very different, a house is a roof and walls, but a home is basically a heart like what I said earlier: the heart has care, respect, happiness, and of course love. Sometimes when I sit at my spot at the table, one of my cats always sits on my chair and they’re nice and warm. It makes me feel happy in my home. When my heart is broken my family and friends will heal it. They're a big part of my cozy happy home. That's what I want for others too. Every night one of my parents lay down with me until I go to sleep. When I lay down with my dog he licks my face in a nice way and my pets are my home too. Every time I feel comfy I want others to feel that too.