When I think of home I think of memories and family time. I think of family holidays and dinners. It provides a shelter and a safe place for you to snuggle and to love one another. To think at one point your ancestors could have been living in the very same house and right now they are there protecting you. Some people do not have a home. If they have a car they have to sleep in that. But if they do not have a car they freeze if it is winter. Some people are really nice and they will put them in a hotel for the night. So many different people: Moms, Dads, Grandmas, Grandpas, brothers, sisters and babies: they all need a home. Home is where you feel loved.