What Home Means to Me

We are always together as a family, that’s what home means to me. I never feel alone when I am with my family. And I feel safe, that’s what matters to me, the most. No matter how big my family is, home is where I cherish all my memories. Home is where I play. Home is where I sleep. Home is where I live. When I get home I feel so happy, after not seeing it for a while. My home address may change as I grow up and get older, but all my memories will always be in my heart from the good things that happened in my home. Home is where I keep all of my nice things safe. Home is where I grew up to have shelter. Home is important to me. Not everyone has a home to live in like the poor, but the people who do have a home should be so lucky they have a nice place to live in and get shelter, no matter the size. I feel sad for the ones that live outside in the cold, young and old, but always remember that I will always be praying for those, and when I see a poor person on the street I would help out. Especially during the month of Ramadan. When we all come together we can make a change in the world so that the poor people and others will all have a nice, warm, and cozy home to live in and get shelter with their families.