What home means to me

For me, home is different. It is a place where I feel safe, cozy, relaxed, and free. I can do whatever I want without being judged or question. I am able to wake up in the summer at my lake with all my friend making memoirs going surfing, a wheel falling off the golfcart and way more embarrassing memories but that is the point of feeling at home right I'm very grateful that I have a big pool and a hot tub that I can use I'm lucky to have a roof over my head and for all my amazing friends I have an older sister I look up to everyday and that I have amazing parents that have Alway teached me to do the right thing . But all you probably know that's not all the truth our parents work very hard for us to be able to live in a house that some people do not even have there is not a perfect house is my mind because there is always ups and downs i think we should be grateful we have a house no matter the size or how pretty it is instead of a perfect i think we should write about a safe house because that's all that matters to me family. so make the memoirs when you can send all the time you can live is too short not to live it . Thank you, habitat humanity, for helping those in need. Written by sophia cantin