Meaning of Home

Have you ever felt that your home is more meaningful than just a whole lot of bricks? Sometimes home can be anything for anyone; it could be a car, an apartment, a semi house, etc. When I walk into my house it's a feeling that I don't have in any other building or house. Right when I walk into my house it's like I walked into a whole another world. I'm welcomed to hugs and questions about how my day was. Sometimes I realise that my house is not the thing that makes it home, it's the people in it who make it home. My home makes me feel like I do not have to care about other people’s opinions about me. I can also let out my emotions without feeling scared and without thinking about how other people will think I'm weak. The last but most important thing is that I can be the real me and have my own opinions instead of having the same opinions that other people have. First of all, when I think about home the first thing that comes to my mind is the warm feeling of seeing my mom and grandma. Something I never feel with my mom when I'm with her is that she never has an opinion on what things I like. My grandma always makes me feel like I'm more than enough and the best kid in the world to her. When I'm at school I feel like my hair and clothes have to look good and branded for other kids to be friends with me. Then when I go home I wear anything branded or not and don't need to care if my clothes and hair are neat because my mom loves me the way I am. Second of all, my home is much more than just a building; it is a peaceful area where I can truly be myself without any fear. Surrounded by walls, I feel free to express my emotions without worrying that someone might judge me or mistake my fear for weakness. In the outside world, I feel like I have to act strong but at my house, the soft pillows of my couch and the quiet rooms are like a protective shield. When I walk through the front door, I can feel the heavy stress of the day come off my shoulders as I wrap myself in my favorite cozy blanket. My home sees both my laughs and my tears, keeping them all safe in one place. It is the one place where I never have to hide who I am. Third of all, the most important thing about my home is that it’s the one place where I can finally be the real me. Out in the world, it feels like there is so much pressure to just go along with the friend group and have the same opinions as everyone else. But at home, I don't have to agree with what’s popular just to fit in. I can actually think for myself and decide on what I believe. I feel free to share my own ideas and thoughts without worrying about someone judging me or telling me I'm wrong. Sometimes it feels good to put down the acting and realize that my own voice is what matters most. My home is where I learn to be independent and confident in who I am, even if I’m different from everyone else. Overall my home is the one place where I can finally stop caring about what other people think. It’s a safe spot where I can show my real emotions without feeling scared or worried about being called weak. Most importantly, these walls give me the freedom to be myself and have my own opinions instead of just following everyone else. Home is more than just a building, it is the area that protects my heart and mind, giving me the confidence to be one hundred percent me.