A warm place called home

Home is a place we’re I can be me! Where my traquilizing self comes to motion.When l am in public I keep my emotions bottled up, so I can be the responsible, kind, helpful person. Everyone expects me to be .At school I can’t scream my lungs off to a song or dance circles or become my crazy self .Home is my friend it shields me from danger and the monsters outside every time I move houses I dread for days, but sometimes I think as long as the family is together, we are invincible.Every mean comment every mean action when I go home, I have encouraging people to support me !Home is a cozy and encouraging place. I can trust the people there. They keep secrets for me. Give me warm hugs and kisses .I am loved at home. I belong there at home!