What Does Home Mean To Me?

What does home mean to me? Home is more than just a place. It is a sting of love that never ends. My home is like a big, fuzzy blanket that never comes off. My home has the biggest piece of my heart, it is filled will kindness, love, respect and loyalty. My home is not just a place where I sleep. I dream, eat, laugh, and cry at home. My home has so many different parts that come together like a puzzle: my mom is the light she always is smile and laughing ,my grandma is the joy she is always make me and family members laugh with her humor, I Kinsley Costie am the excitement I always am jumping around and screaming, my sister is the beauty she always is dressed cute and always with a smile and all of these parts are what makes my home mine. My home has its own emotions. It is not just one emotion. It is mad, sad, happy, and scary. All those emotions come together to make one emotion. Home is a long path of memories. It is where you grow up, sleep, eat, and laugh. Those memories stay forever even if you move. Home is like no other feeling. It is a protective layer of safety, care, inspiration, and imagination. Home is like an art room. You can use your imagination at home without judging or bullying. Home is my safe place. I can breathe, dream, and believe in it without judgment. I think everybody deserves a home. It is so important for people to be safe in a loving home. No matter if it is big or small, it is still a home. So, this is what home means to me. By Kinsley Costie Colchester North P.S Grade 6