The True Meaning of Home

What home means to me When I wake up to my family making breakfast and the sweet smell that makes me happy, it's a perfect way to start my day. Sometimes when it was thundering I would hide under my bed. I'm thankful that I have walls and a room to sleep in. Near night I would watch a show and the room feels like it's happening in real life. All the energy that is happening is so cool. I love being with my family. Hm what could allow me to do this like let me be happier then i already am. When water was pouring down I would watch a movie with my family and cuddle in a warm soft cozy blanket. Sometimes when it's night my dad would put on a sleeping meditation I would get up in my cozy blankets and try to fall asleep. Hay thes aren't fun just by themselves who could be the one that makes me happy. I'm thankful to have them. When it was bright and sunny I would scooter around the tanks to my home so I could store it somewhere safe. I don't know what I'm missing, maybe the ones that I love or my family I don't know just how do i fell extra happy Sometimes I think I deserve this place. I think everyone does. What I knew it its not just walls and roomes no its my family or my loved ones i love you familly and to my loved ones Thanks for reading and for habitat for humanity to let express my feeling of home