What home means to me

I thought that home is just a place where nothing special happens. After I moved to a new house I felt better. I felt like a new story started for me. My parents moved to new places. I live with my mom. I now know that home is special, a place to be loved, to be you, to be hughes, and cuddled. I want everyone to have a warm, and loving home. I wish the homeless can work up to get a home to live in. I feel bad for the homeless. The people on the streets. I want to give the homeless food, water, clothes, snacks, a home, human things we need to live. Home is a place full of love and care. People's homes are a place full of memories that happen over the years. I wish for all homes to be full of love and full of care. I feel safe in my home, I hope that all homes are safe, loving, and caring. After long days at work, and school we all go home. I go to my room and lay down for a bit and I smell my lavender flower. I give my cat Artemis and cuddle her. I love my cat Artemis. I have lots of games, toys, love, and animals. I feel safe and loved when I step into my house. I feel cared about. I love my family, my pet, my house, and it's all lovely. I love the people that love me. I love that people have homes, and food.