What Home MeansTo Me

My home is like a box with memories waiting to unfold. My home isn't just a structure, It’s where I feel safe, It’s where I feel loved, My home is where I look out my window and see the sun rising over the horizon. As I bite into the Chocolate cake my mum made, the chocolate oozes out. I hear the birds Chirping like a mesmerizing song, I smell the hot cocoa, as I sip it. But the thing that makes home special are the people in it. I am very happy that my school is helping Habitat For Humanity so that others can also make memories in their house.