What My Home Means to Me

Home isn't just a place. I think it's really with the people you live. My room fits my personality, filled with pictures, drawing and books. I feel like when I smell my special blanket it reminds me of home with all of the different smells like fresh bread. My mom smell of her hair spray and my grandparents fresh smell at their home. When I see flowers, it reminds me of home because they are at my amazing and peaceful house. I always think that there's a wave of peace and happiness flowing through my hoe. I think that everybody deserves to have a home that they feel safe and happy. Sponge Bob reminds me of home because he's funny, he brings joy, he's creative. My home makes me feel all of those things and even more like peace, love, joy happiness and so many good feelings when I am at my house. I really think that being at home means beings with your family. They are the people who bring me the most joy in my life. I think your home is a place to get away from others when you get uncomfortable. My home is also at my grandparents' house because I love them so much and I'm always there with them. I'm very grateful to have a very comforting home. Thank you to the Habitat for Humanity for making other people feel the way I do about my home. My home has everything I need, which is one word, love!