Grade 4



Home to me feels like a place where all the weight on my shoulders disappears. I can feel free from my the lunchroom, and yelling and be just me relaxing. Whereas not having a home could be scary and depressing. If I lost my house and had to live on the streets, I’d cry for days, never go anywhere, never talk, just cuddle my blanket for warmth. But, that won’t happen.

I live happy and safe, not scared that I will get taken away. I have had this same house for 4 years. I have my own room, my own things, and there is always food in the fridge. At home I feel equal and loved and safe.

A home is just a house without your family in it.

And maybe this essay will give a family something I have called a home.