No Place Like Home
When you think of a home you imagine walls and a roof but my home means so much more to me. My home is the place I can call my own, and the place where I have my own little zone. The roof, the walls and the nice front yard trees, protect me from all nature tries to throw at me.
My home is not only what I call my own, but the place I feel safest the most. Just knowing that when I open the door I get a great big hug and couldn’t ask for I hope that someday
We can all feel like this therefore there is No Place Like Home.