What Home Means To Me

Home is not just a place, it is a safe place.Home is where I and a lot of other people learned to crawl, walk, talk even what to touch and what not to touch. Home is not just about your house but more of the people that are in your home.I only have two people in my home not including me, my mom and my dad. Sometimes I love them and sometimes they get on my nerves. But no matter what my home has listened to yelling for a good 11 years and I am happy for that.Also my home is not complete with no pets I have had two dogs one passed away and one is seven months old I have a five year old cat and there snails and had seven snails before. In all the 9 years I have lived in my home I have not done much believe it or not. For 3 years I had a babysitter and ate kraft dinner almost every day. I realize now that that is not a good thing but It is one of the things I have done. Every year. My grandparents come to my house for thanksgiving and sometimes my aunty and uncle as well. Imagine you have to watch and listen to yelling because it is packed.You can not even move. My family moved into this home in 2010, 11 years ago. I have lived in the same home my entire life and I am 9 years old now. My home is made out of wood,concrete and tiles believe it or not my mom and dad's bedroom was the kitchen when my parents moved in.And that is what home means to me.