Home is my hero

Home is not just a place with walls and a roof, but a place that has loving, caring and sharing.. A home can be anywhere for different people. Home is a place that means a lot of things to me like my parents, grandparents, siblings and my pet. Sometimes when we are at home we can feel sad about something, but still home will be the happiest place for me. Home is a treasure chest, but a treasure that money can’t buy. Home in Canada is my home even though I was not born in Canada. Home is not how the furniture is or how expensive the house is. Sometimes my room is a war zone. The lounge area is the race track for the remote of the TV. When I am going somewhere I have to race for the front seat in the car. Sometimes I feel like I should not do that because I am the eldest so I must do the right thing. Home is a place with people who care about me. The amazing things we share while eating are not just things that we tell, they are things that make us laugh and make me happy. My home is my hero at all times because it protects me from strong winds, rain and snow storms. The home I have is a home because of my loving family.The pictures on the walls are not just pictures, but loving memories that make my home the best and happiest place in the world. Because of the habitat to humanity, everyone has a cozy place to live. Home means everything to me in my life.