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Home By Athan When I think home I think about my family. I smell egg sandwiches, French toast and cake. I touch my stuffies and my soccer ball. I feel like my home is a place I can relax. I love my bed. It keeps me comfy. I think of all the people that don't have a home like mine and it makes me sad. A place where I can be sad or happy. Best place to play with my family and talk to my friend. I'm grateful for my cozy bed and mom and my dad. Home reminds me of a big balloon filled with kindness. We should all have a safe place to live and be yourself.