When I Think of Home
When I think of my home, I think of the people that live there. Like my mom and dad and my animals. My mom always has these nice scents in her diffuser. My mom and dad are always there for me, like when I need help with homework or problems that are making me feel sad.
Also, when I think of my home, I think of all the memories. Like the time that I found out we were going to Disney World, and when we have birthday parties and the love that is in the home.
Also, you’ve made a friend or two. And it’s where we feel comfortable.
Also, don’t forget that it is shelter. And where you probably grew up and had lots of fun. And, lots of laughter! And probably had lots of mixed feelings.
Everyone deserves a home. Home is where I belong.