When I Think of Home
When I think of home I think about love, kindness, and friends sharing. When I come home from school I can go lay down on my bed and let out all of my feelings. I know I will be safe at home with my family. When I am at home I feel free to be me, I feel cared for. When I’m at home I feel calm. It feels like all of my dreams have come true. When I’m at home I get to let go and be myself. I get to have fun with my family and I get to feel good about myself. I just love being home because I get to forget about a bad day when I’m at home. When I’m at home I think about how lucky I am to have a home and a roof over my head as well as food and family. Some people don’t have a home and that makes me feel sad. I think you should be grateful for the house you call a home.