What Home Feels Like

What home means to me is family. A home to me is love. A home to me is a place I can sleep, eat and repeat. A home to me feels like I don't have to overthink. A home to me reminds me of marble floors, dogs, a roof, Blankets, siblings, and a Bible. A home where you’re heard. A home is where I am happy. A home to me is fresh laundry on my bed. A home is where I can do traditional dances. A home to me is where I can listen to music. A home where I can eat food and drink water. A home where I feel safe. A home where I can laugh. A home is where I can play. A home is where I can celebrate. I’m thankful for my parents for putting a roof over my head and for putting me in school, for giving me food and water, For letting me go places with my friends after school, for making my life wonderful and great. I’m also thankful for my siblings because they helped me through everything, every fight, every problem solver basically everything especially my sisters because they introduced me to people, and just helps me in general.