Home is a family of love not a house

Home is where you live, not a building made from cement and clay. Lots of people don’t have room to play in, we are fortunate we have a place to stay in. Home is a place where memories rely, otherwise some that poor people have family members die. We are lucky we have a shelter to stay safe in, others don’t have even space to cry in. Home is not four walls and a triangle type of roof made of brick, its where families risk. Family stands for FATHER AND MOTHER I LOVE YOU; I HOPE YOU HAVE A HOME TOO. When there’s a problem my mother comforts me with her lovely words, because my family is like sweet and nice birds. We do sometimes fight but a fight of love not something rough and tough. When their a fight in school my siblings always support me, even if I fall from a tree. I do get bored but when I grow up, I won’t let my family get sore. I don’t care if someone gets a gnome, I just want everyone to have a beautiful home. I stay home and never break a bone. When there’s a storm I stay safe in my home (house), poor people have to sometimes sleep on grass or ice. Lots even get bit by mice. Home is where people sleep eat and play and be free and do anything. Everyone At least has something to do. The Whole world deserves a home with love which grows not on a dusty road full of toads. HOME IS FULL OF LOVE !!!!!