Home

The world is surrounded by different views of home. Whether they're right or wrong we all have them, and home means something to all of us. To me, home is where I feel comfortable like a pillow on a couch that shifts and molds into your shape, perfect and warm. The pillow is just soft enough to shift into place but firm enough to hold together. Home is where I can be free to imagine the endless possibilities of life, and what it would be like to be in a peaceful fantasy world that is free from all the chaos of the world. Everything is perfect and wonderful, no problems to have to deal with or pain, just perfect. I can feel at home even at school because of how much I like it there and feel comfortable there. Home is where your story is told, where you can be you, where you're free from all the fears and troubles of life that surround your thoughts. A place or a feeling I don't know, but I do know this: a home can be your house, it can be your front lawn, or the library, or a sense of peace, or even the kitchen where you can express yourself through cooking. No matter what or where your home is, your home is unique and special to you. Your home reflects you and who you are.