Home makes me feel safe and happy. My home is quite large but it is just right for my family. Home is where I get mad, have a shelter and where I feel most comfortable. All I need is my family to love me, a roof over my head to protect me from the weather, walls to hold up the roof, food to make me not starve, and water so I don’t die of thirst. However, I am more fortunate than I need to be. On warm days and cold days, I have a shelter that I can get away from it. I wish they had a hotel for homeless people. I know they have shelters for them, but they do not have enough space for all of them. However, if they had a hotel type thing that was HUGE, they would have enough room. That is what home means to me. I am so lucky that I have a family that loves me, and that my family has someone that loves them too!