The Meaning of Home

My home is fun! Sad too because my parents broke up. Then I went to different houses but in the homes I have memories and everything I need. My safe place is home because I can sleep safely and eat. Everything I need is at home. It can even go through storms. I remember I had a dog, it was my mom's though. The dog was a King Corso. It was young and too protective so we had to give the dog to a different home. My mom was sad but after that, I forgot about it and moved on. I have a lot of family members. I have brothers and uncles aunts. My brothers are cool. I play with them and do all sorts of stuff together. My home is fun but sometimes it can be bad. That's fine, it happens. Whenever you're safe that's what matters.