What Home Means to Me

My Home is not just a house; it is a comfortable soft snuggly blanket I snuggle in every day. It is where I am comfortable even if I did not have a wonderful day at school. Think of it of it as this; my home is where my family is. My mom, dad and brother are in my home, they all give me joy everyday even if I come home sad and /or frustrated. When we watch family movies, we are not quiet, we talk about what happens next or how, as a family relates to the movie or how each one of us relates to the movie character. Home is like a shield that protects me from all the stuff that makes me feel not so good, home is like a briefcase, in it there is stuff money cannot buy like happiness, joy, etc. Home is like a castle protecting me from all the negative thoughts that make me feel not so great. See those pictures on the walls; there are no normal pictures. There are special moments we had together or normal days that turned into something incredibly special. Even when it is cold and snowing outside inside, it is cozy and warm with all of us playing board and eating snacks. Home means everything to me and remembering home is not just a house, it is a place of happiness, and love.