My Loving Home

A home is a place where you are loved! You never need to worry about being pushed around or shoved. A home is a place where you can be yourself, do what you want, and not have to be anyone else. It does not matter if your home is thin or wide, all that matters is who is inside. 3 brothers 4 sisters 2 moms or 2 dads, a home is a place where you are never sad. Even if the dirty dog has drooled on your bed, it doesn't matter as long as you have a roof over your head. The roof over your head might not be that tall, but just be thankful you even have a roof at all. Kindness spreads all over the place, and families from all over receive it with grace. When the families receive it they are as happy as a clam, when I always receive it I know that I am. I am thankful for my loving father and mother, and even sometimes my annoying sister and brothers. I am thankful for my loving dogs and evil cat, even though the cat might have brought in a rat. I am glad I have a silly sister, a mighty mother, 2 brave brothers, and a devoted dad, because in my household we don’t get mad. My home is a place where I am never forgotten. My home is a place where things are never rotten. My home is a place where I am ALWAYS happy, we might get in small arguments but things never get crappy. Do you love your home? I think that you should, after every home I’ve had I definitely would. My home means the world to me, my home is where I always want to be.