Home is a Story

Home Is A Story Home is where you feel the love. You may think that outside my home looks like a wreck but inside my home is full of smiles and jokes. My home is a warm cozy blanket with cuddles all around. I will often think that my home is full of kindness and happiness. When I am at home I don't need to hide anything at all. At home I learned how to do things. My home is noisy but I like it because it reminds me of my family. My home is full of memories and if I move I will still have my memories of my home. My home is a wonderful blessing. My home belongs to me and my family. My home is full of thankfulness too. My home is calm as a cloud. My home protects me from the cold and from the heat. When I am at home I feel appreciated by my family because they are loyal and care about me and my brother. I sometimes think that my home is peaceful like nature. My family is hardworking and full of hope. When I fall or hurt myself the only thing that makes me happy is my home. My home is what I think of when I am at someone else's house. I will often think that everyone needs a type of home weather, small or big. I know everyone doesn't have a roof on top of their head. A home is needed to support a family. You need a home whether you are big or small. I feel sorry for all of those who don’t have a home and have to suffer, I know it is hard for them. Everyone needs a home. I’m so lucky to have a wonderful home!