Meaning Of My Home To Me

At first, my new home was a dark and dingy place. I remember when I was running up to see my room it was awesome. I love watching my room get painted my favourite colour. My house means security, love, laughter, joy and sometimes sadness. It also means hope and fun times. Home is a place where I am not scared. I can sleep peacefully. Home is the building where I can hang out with my family, friends, my mom and dad and my brothers. I love to play around and in the house with my family and friends. Home is a place of warmth and I hope everyone has a home or has a chance to have a home. We are the heart of our home. I can safely play and do other stuff such as reading, sleeping and watching a movie. Home is sometimes taken for granted but I probably should not take granted. When I left the home I was born in, it was weird moving into a new home. Now I love it! I love it when we have family movie nights, family game nights, or family puzzling night. I love my home and hope everyone gets one. It is a blessing and a privilege.