My home.

My home is a safe place, Where no one judges, Or holds grudges. We have our ups and downs, We have times we are hurt However, we make up and go on with our day. My home is the place I grew up in all my life. I used to take my home for granted. Not knowing I could lose it any time. Not knowing it could disappear one day. I was so young, I thought I could have my home forever. Now I value my home. My home is the place where delicious food is cooked. When I wasted food, I never thought how many children are starving in the world. I never thought you had to spend money on food, So it did not bother me when I wasted food. It did not bother me when I didn’t eat the food my mother cooked for me Now, I appreciate the food my mother cooks for me. My home is the place where a big dog lives, Scattered toys live in the backyard, While his nails click gently on the floor. I could lose him anytime, So I make sure I spend my time with him. Before something could happen. My home is a special place. It includes the things, items, and people. That make my house, My home. Thank you Habitat For Humanity, For giving people a roof over their head. Slowly making the world, A better place.