Home, Family, Love

Home. Home can mean lots of different things to lots of different people. It could mean sitting in a cabin in the woods all alone, or it could be living it up at a party with your friends. What does home mean to me? Home is a place where I can be myself freely, where there is no one else judging me. I feel safe to express my feelings at home. In my home, I have 3 very special rooms to go to. First is my bedroom, my bedroom is a special place to me because it is where I can be alone to have my time or spend some quality time with my sister. Another room that is special in my house is my kitchen. I love spending time in my kitchen because I can bake, cook and eat and I love doing all of those things so it brings me joy being in that room. Lastly, my family room. My family room is where I can bond with my family and play video games like Overcooked 2, Mario Kart and more. Another reason is game night with all of our board games. I love my house and all of the rooms in it but these three hold a special place in my heart. If I couldn’t have my house to live in anymore I would be devastated. I started this essay going for the prize and only the prize, until I realized this is not about the prize, this is about an opportunity and a chance to help people in the community. This is actually my second essay that I have written because my other essay that I wrote a couple days ago got deleted and it said error when I submitted it. That was when I realized it was gone, I was really upset and mad because I spent loads of time working on that. This is my second essay that I put my whole heart and soul into and I really hope you appreciate it. Thank you Habitat For Humanity. Happy Only love Myself Everlasting love