Home

My home isn’t just a place to live, my home is a place to be with my family. I don’t have one home, but 3. I feel at home in my mom’s house, my dad’s house and my friend’s house. Those people make me feel safe not just in those homes but anywhere else when I am with these people. Home is a place to be when feeling down. I feel like I can be myself when home. What I like to do is when I am at home is decorate my room at my moms house it lets me express myself in a certain way that others may not understand the way I do. My house is a safe place to be whether at my mom’s house or my dad’s. My dad’s house is next to my aunt’s house meaning I’m never alone whether I’m with my dad, my grandmother, my uncle, my aunt, my cousins, my sister or even my dog. When I first come home to my dads house my dog gets up from wherever she is and runs to the door that me and my dad comes in. My sister is growing up and has a job now making it hard for us to see her as much as we might want too. Still, me and my dad always remember that we will see her soon whether it’s a week or more. I get to see my mom Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday after work then after school on Friday I go to my dad’s house until Sunday night. I enjoy being home its safe and warm there. When I’m with my family and friends no matter where I am I’m already home with them.