What Home Means To Me
Home to me doesn’t have to be a structure, home is made out of love and family. Home is a feeling I can keep in my heart until I die. Home is a place to make mistakes. A house is a place where I need a key, a home is a place I want to be. Some members of my family don’t even live in Canada, but they always have a place in my heart, so they will never be forgotten by me. At home, nobody will judge me, and I am free. That’s what home means to me!