My Home

Home. It’s the only place where I smell my mom’s utterly delightful cooking after taking a long test at school. Home. It’s the only place where I feel the warm heat and my mother’s caring hands look after me when I’m feeling ill. Home. It’s the only place where I see my hard working dad generously earning money for us and my brother studying hard. Home. It’s the only place where I hear my sister doing her complicated project and discussing with her cooperative friends. Home. It’s the only place where I put down another memorable picture in my big photo album and witness my brothers first steps. Home. It’s the thing that Habitat for Humanity can provide to everyone.