What My Home Means To Me

Home is made of love not made of bricks, I feel soft fur from my fuzzy gerbil, I smell cookies because my sister's baking, and I also feel safe. A house is ordinary but home is extraordinary, home is extraordinary because it's for my family but my home is happiness for me. Home is like a dream, just more realistic. Home is a place where I relax. I used to think a home was just a house but now I think it's the opposite. Thank you Habitat for Humanity I love that you and your staff help others in need and how your doing this for donations