Home to me is
Home to me is not only a roof over my head, it is a place where you laugh, play, sleep, and much more. Home is not only a house, home is something that you make. To hear that a lot of families don’t have homes breaks my heart because home is also where you make happy memories.
I am so grateful to even have a home because it is like your personal playhouse. Where no one can tell you ‘’ That’s not how you do this ‘’ or ‘’ You’re not good enough.
I love my home because it protects me from many things like rain, snow, hail and animals.
This is what Home means to me!