I feel safe at my home and cozy.
I love my home because it is the place that keeps me safe.
I feel so sad and sorry for the people on the streets because they are crying and praying for their families.
They can’t afford to go to a family that is in another country, so they can live with them.
I look fine on the outside but I am crying on the inside.
Sometimes I wish that I could take the homeless people’s places.