My Home

My house is built by people. My home is built by joy. Joy. Honor. Relaxation. My house is huge for my body. My home is huge for my heart. Huge. Mighty. Vast. My house contains people. My home contains my family. Grandparents. Parents. Me. My home will always be in my heart. Home smells like something brilliant. Home tastes like a sweet cookie. I hear the familiar sound of my mom telling me, ¨I love you!¨ I see my colossal bedroom and living room. At home, I feel safe, warm and loved. My home protects me from wind, rain and snow. Everyone deserves a home. They deserve a home to shield them from danger. People deserve a nice home to relax in. They deserve a nice place to eat in. Their home doesn't have to be beautiful or huge. Grand. Wonderful. Superb.