My Home

My home is a place where I can cherish my memories with family and friends. I would like to open the doors of my home to the people that don’t have homes or cannot afford them. I am really grateful for the home I have, and I would really like to see other people have homes too. My home does not have a heart, because my family is that heart, always bursting with excitement! After we travel places, we know that there is always a home to go back to, a home that is always waiting for us. My home is a place that I love to be. Ever since this virus came to be, home has been given a whole new meaning. Now parents that had jobs outside of homes can now spend time with their kids a lot more than they used to. I really love my home because it gives us shelter from the really cold snow in the winter and the heat in the summer. I cannot believe that some people do not have homes, everyone deserves a home, just like me and my family’s! When it’s Christmas day me and my siblings run downstairs at 8:30 in the morning super excited to open our presents! Then our parents wake up and they let us open our presents, I am really grateful for my home and I think it is unfair that some people in the world don’t have homes. My home is a place where I can have dinner with my family! My home is a place where I can play, goof around and just live my life! I feel really bad for the people that do not have homes. Everyone should have an amazing home, like me and my family!