When I think of home, I don’t think of walls and a roof. I think of a place where I feel safe, free, loved, cared for, warm, where I feel hugs and my dog’s licks as well as my parents’ hugs and kisses. Every day, I love coming home to a yummy dinner. My family and I love watching movies, doing homework, dancing, playing with my dog and playing soccer, foozball and cooking. These sweet memories are what home is to me.