My Safe Home

H is for home. I love my home. I wish I was at home all the time. It is my safe place to rest and relax without interruption. Home is where I can cry, be scared, lonely and sad. It is where I can be heard awake and alive all in one place. All homes are different; they have differences that nobody can relate to but you. When I step outside of my home I feel à warm hug and à wave waving me goodbye as I walk to school. As I come home from school I put all things behind that have left me sad or unhappy. If I were to go anywhere in the world I would go home. Homes come in all shapes and sizes but your home is the most unique and so is everyone else’s. Every home has à story to tell and they all are great. Home is everything.