What is my home to me?

I used to think that a “Home” was your average place where you would live. Until this year. Home isn't just a place where you live. Home is where all your memories are framed and will stay with you forever, even the bad ones when my parents or my sister would fight, when I get bad grades, my parents would get mad at me. I thought home was a scary place. But when I am down, my family was always there for me. I have now realized that my home isn't a scary place, my home is where I can feel safe, loved, and cared for. Thank you Habitat For Humanity for building homes for people without homes!