What Home Means To Me

My home is loud because my little baby sister cry’s all the time. My home is clean because my mom cleans on the days that I’m at school And sometimes on the weekends. My home feels safe to me because my mom or dad locks all the doors and we have a dog. My home is kind because we are all kind to each other even strangers. My home as a lot of screaming because my baby sister cry’s when she’s hungry or tired or she needs a diaper change. My home is warm in the winter and cold in the summer and sometimes hot when I get home from school because my mom is cooking supper. My home is annoying because I hear my baby crying at night and in the morning. My home is thankful because all my family is thankful that we have a home. My home is perfect for me. That is what home means to me. But some people don’t have a home so that’s why people build homes for them. They build a home for them to have a roof over there head like I do.