Home means a shelter where I can hide from emotional storms and real storms. It is also where you can be yourself, like I use to be quiet in school, at home I was impulsive and hyper. It also means full of memories. Memories like having a snowball fight, getting the day playing the game of life. It’s always where you can heal because you have God and your parents. It’s also a gift from God because God gave us a home to protect us. It’s also where I can play in the house I live in. Because I am shy, I talk to myself, pretending to be people, when I am at home. Then I don’t have to play in public. I like my home because it’s special to me.