What Home Means to Me

My home is the most important and special thing to me. Now, when i say home i dont mean the building. To me, home is a safe and comfy place where i can feel comfortable. Where people really understand me more than anyone else i know. Home feels like a warm comfy blanket, wrapping me in cuddles, kisses, and laughter. It feels like all my stuffed animals bundled up giving me a HUGE hug! Home makes me think about all the good times i’ve spent with my family. Birthdays, trips, even just times when I made up my own words, and randomly say them. Like I said before, home doesn't need to be the building. To me, home can be anywhere . As long as I’m with the people i love most! Like my big sister, my mom and dad, my grandma, and my besties Raffy and Ysabelle! Home can also be the things that I love. Such as my stuffed animals, my sketchbook, my portfolio that my 4th grade teacher gave me, and the book of pictures of me, my family, and my grandma’s friends that i don’t know. Home can also be the activities I love to do. Such as drawing, art, reading, going outside, playing the piano, and singing! Home can also have many scents. Such as beautiful perfumes, cooking, baking, stinky socks, nail polish, and cleaning supplies. (ew) Home could also ave many emotions. Like love, happiness, stress (sometimes) and excitement. Home can also be crazy, calm, loud, quiet BIG, small, left, right, up, down, and ALL OVER THE PLACE! But thats okay, I like it that way :] Home has lots of amazing things, but to me, the most important parts of home are family, friends, and lots of love and care. In conclusion, THIS IS WHAT HOME MEANS TO ME!