This Place

Have you ever felt like you were totally free? Well, if so, that place is called home. Yes, home. For me, home feels like someone grasping me with care. Home sounds like birds chirping outside my cabin in the morning. When I taste my nana’s shortbread I immediately feel at home. Home is when someone grabs me into a tight hug. Home also sounds like my bird singing its heart softening song. I especially feel at home when I hear classmates laughing and talking. Home feels like me and my family watching movies together. Home feels like a blaze of light shining over me as me and my dad swim out to the sun heated dock. Home sounds like my cabin door creaking when someone gets home. Home is a place you should feel safe and respected. And you should be safe and respectful too. There is a whole world out there and this is one place.