Home

Home means a comfy and kind place to be, it's where I hear a creek every time I step on a wood plank. Home is one of the things that matters to me, it's not just made out of bricks and wood, it’s made out of lots of love! When I run down the halls, I feel a cool breeze that reminds me when I'm up high in a tree! Everyone deserves a home where they can run down the halls and a place they can call their own. I'm not usually sad because the warm feel inside my home makes me feel happy. The true meaning of home is love and kindness and when I think of home I think of family and love. Home is where I keep my bed to rest my head. When I chew my gum, I hear the echo of when it pops in all the empty rooms. Home is where all the love blooms. That's my perspective of home.