What Homes Means to Me

Home isn’t just a home, it’s filled with laughter, team work, endless love, and more importantly memoires. Home, is when I wake up in my comfy bed, surrounded by my favorite stuffed animals, with the birds chirping in my ear. Home is my most comfortable place in the whole world. I know I am able to be myself and be silly. Even when I get to be an alien shh. Home is making lots of mess with my big sister. We love to wrestle around. Mom gets mad, but we both can’t help but laugh at each other. Home is knowing that Im safe and surrounded by my family. Family game night are the best, especially when someone gets the made fun of. Home isn’t just home. It’s my home. Inside these four walls is what makes me, be me.