What Home Is
Home means so much to me. It’s a place where I’m safe, happy, and loved. However, home is not just a house. Home is a family. A community. I am writing this for anyone who needs help. I hope it can make a difference.
Home is where I’m loved. It’s where I’m happy and safe. It’s not just a roof over my head. It’s family. It’s where I make memories. It’s a place where there will always be a part of me. I’m grateful for my warm bed, clean water, and electricity and my wonderful parents, who keep me happy and healthy, and raise me to be a good person.
Home is not just a family, it’s a community. My community is my school, my friends, my neighborhood. My neighbors look out for one another and help each other. I’m grateful that I can trust my neighbors, friends, and teachers. I’m also fortunate that I have a bus to take me to school so I don’t have to get up early to walk. My community is a part of me. Humans are social and depend on others. I’m fortunate that I live in a social, kind community.
I’m writing this to help people who need a home. It breaks my heart hearing how many people are homeless. I’m entering this contest not to get a prize, but to help people who are homeless. My home is special, and I want everyone to share that, especially the unfortunate. Everyone is human and deserves a home. Just because someone doesn’t have one now doesn’t mean they can’t ever.
My home holds a special place in my heart, and I hope this will help someone find a home where they feel safe, loved, and happy. Even helping one person can make a difference.