What Home Means to Me
Home, it’s such a simple word but it means so much to me. Home isn’t just a physical structure it’s a feeling. It’s the feeling of being surrounded with family, the feeling of being loved, accepted and cared for. Home is a place where I grew up, a place where I make memories with my family and friends.
To begin, a home isn’t just a few rooms and a roof, that’s a house. What really makes a home is a happy family living inside, making memories with each other. When I’m at home, I feel safe because I have a house protecting me. Not only do I have a house protecting me, I have my family protecting me.
To continue, some people in this world don’t have a house, but that doesn’t mean that homeless people are homeless. They can still have the feeling of home even if they are homeless. Having a house and the feeling of home makes me feel so lucky and grateful to have a home, because my home gives me family, warmth and love. Home is a place where I can feel comfortable even if everything isn’t okay. When I’m at home I’m supported by my family, relatives and friends, I can talk about anything that’s bothering me without being scared to say what’s wrong.
Overall, I think that home is so important because it makes me feel safe, accepted, and cared for, because my family is with me. Home is a place where I grew up, a place where I make memories with my family and friends. Home is the best place I could ever ask for, it makes me feel so happy.