What Home Is

I think home feels like home because home is a place to make special memories. I think that because when you grow up somewhere you just kind of stick to that place because it's special to you. When people make memories they only see the good part, because memories can also be sad and negative. However, special memories are good and positive. The memories I have made at my home are very special to me because they contain my childhood friends, my parents, my grandparents and more. When I think about what home is to me, I think to myself it's also my comfort zone and personal bubble. I think that because I can walk around feeling safe around the sounds of the river flowing and the birds chirping, with the wind brushing against the tree leaves, these sounds and areas make me feel safe in my house and property. I also think ¨home¨ is not the house itself but the property around it.