What Home Means To Me

Home to me is the warm hug I gave my mom when she came to pick me up from kindergarten. Or during the middle of the night when I went to my mother's room when I felt sick and nauseous, she tucked me in and gave me medicine. Home is the place where I always feel safe. I can always share my feelings and emotions, I don't have to worry about being judged or bullied. My home isn’t always peaceful and quiet. Some people argue, some yell sometimes, but it's still the place I love. I'm going to leave this writing at 120 words because home isn't too much or too little, it's just right.