My Thoughts About Home

Home. The place people and you spread love, peace, all around your home. But some people don’t have a home to have love, peace, around him/her. I feel bad for them and I really want to help but I don’t carry change with me because like all 4th grader’s, I am not mature enough to drive, do errands, be alone, anything; that's just for teenagers. When I see a homeless person I see people that laugh at him/her because they ask help for money. Home. The place you blast your tears, laugh all the time you want. I’ve experienced that I’ve learned from my mistakes in my house, learned what real love feels like, my heart belongs to my house neither yes or no it still belongs to it. I have feelings about my house. People that don’t have a home are going through a tough time because they lost their job because of COVID-19 pandemic they got evicted from their home because they had no money to pay their rent for their house and get left in the cold streets. If I saw someone in the streets I'd give a $100 bill. Some people still have enough money to afford their rent for their car but might not have enough money for service for maintenance, maintenance for a car would be $250+ for an oil change or winter tires. And they can't afford gas because the gas price is $99.00 these days now. Home. The place where you and other people have peace, love, shelter, food, water, staying warm, entertainment, fun, staying healthy, ect. Homeless people do not get to have that feeling and feel depressed because they don't have a home. What would you do if this ever happened to you? It’s your opinion.