When I think of home I think of
happy times, somewhere you can just lay down and relax. A home is a warm and cozy place keeping you safe from storms, blizzards, burglars, and the cold. A place where you can be with family and the people you love. If you’re sick or hurt
you will have people that will take care of you.
You can have any feelings you want happy, sad, mad, or any thing and you trust them with the things you say. Some people have one home,
some people have three and some people don’t even have a home.
I’m glad I have a home.