Home

The meaning of home is different to all of us. When I think of home I think of my family, my friends, and the food I eat. One thing that reminds me of home is my family, they are always supportive and kind to me. The second thing that reminds me of home is the food I eat. I love it when we get together and eat at the table. I love it when I get in my bed nice and warm and get some sleep. Home to me is where the people around me love and support me when I am down. School can be a home for there are people that support you and care for you. I like school from time to time. It can be nice to talk to each other, but sometimes it cannot feel safe and not like home. But home is different to everyone, this is just my opinion.