Home

My home is my safe place. Somewhere I can be myself. I would not trade my home for any other thing in the world. Even though the address will change over time my home is still my place. My home where I feel loved everywhere I go. A place to rest and play. A place where I learn how to talk and walk. My home is where I come and go with the ones I love. My home where I run around in the hallways and the place where I play games. My home is where my friends and family come to visit and play. The place where I might get hurt but when I do I will push through. I will have to leave my home one day when I am older but my home will always be my home. When I get my own house my home will be calling me back. When I go back home and open the door the same warm loving feeling will wash over me and stay with me until I go back next time to my home.