A Home to Me

Home. It is one thing many people have in common. Some don't, and it crushes my heart to hear it. I am very grateful to have one. I am also very thankful for my parents, who provide this great life for me and my sister and are grateful for food, a home and this great safe feeling. Home. The one place in the world that I feel welcomed and loved, I have my parents and my sister. I eat ice cream, hamburgers and cookies all in the place I call home. I bike lots in the neighborhood around my house. Home. The place where I bake brownies, and eat my fill. I'm grateful for the place to eat, sleep and chill. I can be comfortable in a place I know is safe and warm. My family is there to comfort me on bad days, and help me with things I need. In my home, I always I know I am not on my own.