I Love My Home
When I think about what home means to me, I think of happy, cozy, grateful, loved, warm, and safe. I think about home as somewhere that I can be myself and where dreams come true. Most importantly, I think of family. My family is kind, and they help me when I am feeling down. Home is a place for having fun and playing games with people. It’s a place to make memories. It’s somewhere to live and eat good food. To me, my home is like one big hug. I’m just so grateful- I have no words. When my friends, family, and I walk past a person or family with out a home, I feel so sad for them, and so fortunate for what I have. I don’t know what else to say, except that I LOVE MY HOME!