It dose not matter what your home looks like on the outside but it matters what and who are in it. Home is a place where I ask questions and learn home is a place where I hear the fire burn. In my home I am happy and sad I have a family who loves me even when I am mad. Home is not just a house with a roof it’s where I laugh and Play. In my home I do my prayers at night. I look out the windo and see the sun so bight. When I am home I can be myself and at Christmas I find my elf. When I think I realize how lucky me and my family are to have a home.