Home is just a word, also something that is often taken for granted. It is just a building some people say, but to me it is much more than a building. It is somewhere where I feel safe and protected. Home is full of people who love you and you love. It is a place where anyone can come in and they feel safe. It is cozy, warm and full of life and joy. No home looks the same on the inside, you fill it with your own Priceless possessions and memories, even objects can be memories, they aren’t always in your mind. In my home there are lots of pictures of our loved ones even if they’re not on this planet anymore or on the other side of the world. It makes me feel Joy when I look at them and makes me think they’re right beside me. Home It is a word but the building and the people inside of it are much more than words.