Home

When someone asks me what I think about my home I don't think about just plastic, brick walls, and furniture. I think about my family, my sister, my mom, and my dad. I think about the security and how lucky I am that I can have a home with warmth and love. When I'm in my house I feel safe and happy like I never want to leave. I didn't realize it until recently when I was walking home from school that I don't think about my house as plastic, brick, and stone, I think about who is in my house and what it makes me feel like. It makes me feel excited and happy to go to my comfort place which is unlike any other place because of who's in it and how it makes me feel. That's why I feel like it's really important that everyone has a home to have the same feelings that I do.