Home is a place where I can consume love like a balloon, and never explode! It’s unlike any place I’ve ever been to! There, the bond between me and my family continuously grows. I can gather around with those friendly faces, and rest myself in the clouds. Home isn’t just some walls and a roof, it is deep in my heart, consisting of every good memory that I’ve made. When I am at home, I can see the real picture of who I really am. A home is a place where I can feel safe and secure, and I know that my family will always help me back up, when I fall. At home, I feel confident that no one will judge me about who I am, and that my family will encourage me to do anything I love. When I am at home, I feel that I can just block out my negativity, and remain positive. Home is where I belong, and where my family belongs. Home is a place I can truly feel happy, especially when my parents give me hugs and kisses. I love my home, and I hope that with everything that I said, I can make a family love their new home too.