What Home Means to Me?

What Home Means to me? Well whenever I hear the word home it reminds me of a warm cozy place where my family is and my brother is and I have a roof over my head! I love my home, it’s where I can relax after a long day at school, watch tv with my family and I can play with my little 3 year old brother. I feel sad for those who don’t have a family, but have a house. Houses are more magical with family. My home means a lot to me. I feel really grateful for my home. My home is where I sleep. My home is where I rest. My home is where I eat, where I drink, where I feel, watch, love, and finally, be happy. I hope I can share this to people who think that they are alone. Because I’m telling you… YOU are NOT alone! There are and will always be people who are bad and some who are amazing! Thank you for taking the time to read this. I truly appreciate it.