What Home Means to Me

Home is not just a building. It is a place where I can be myself. I can run and play. I am safe at home. I feel warm and cozy and it’s where I belong. Cozy under the blankets and so much more. Home is a place where I am sheltered from rain. I smell the food coming from the kitchen. My dinner table is not just a place where I eat it is a place where I tell my family about my day. My room is a place where I can cry, and hug my doll real tight. The living room is where I watch TV with my family. I love my home and I never want to let it go. That is what home means to me.