My Home

Some people say home is where you have a roof over your head or home is where you hang in the towel. But I know it is much more. my home is where I come into an embrace of my mother or the confident words of my father and even the good heartedness of my brother helps me through these tough times. When I am at home I feel loved and I feel warm. While I am at school I know that lots of people are losing their jobs or sleeping in boxes. I Am lucky to have a home and people who do not have a homes I am sorry for because they have no place where they are loved, no place Like my home.