Home

Home. Home is the place where I feel welcomed and loved. Home has a heart, and that heart is what makes me feel alive and adored. Home is that spark in my heart that makes me feel special. Home is where I am safe with my mother and my brother. Home is that feeling that makes me want to jump up and down when someone says it’s time to go home. Home is where I feel calm, where my body is controlled, and where I know that I am safe no matter what I am feeling. Home is somewhere that you am not afraid to make mistakes because you know that people will always be there for you. Home is somewhere you can make core memories and cherish them forever. Home does not even have to be a house; it can be that one place in the world that is your sweet spot. I live in a townhouse. But inside my townhouse is my home. In my home, I am not alone. I love my home.