My Home

A home isn’t a house, a home doesn’t just protect us from storms, it keeps memories like love and joy from the past. It is headquaters it protect us from dangerous things like pain and sadness. My home is filled with love,joy and care. It is my happy place that keeps lots of memories. It is my safe place where we play games. Also, a house isn’t a home either. I hope those who don’t have a home will have one soon.