WHAT HOME MEANS TO ME

Home is a place, not just any place, it’s a place when you feel loved, happy, grateful, thankful, and amazed. Sometimes you can go in and hide your sad feelings all you want. One of the best things I love about home is when I feel loved and surrounded by my family. When I smell those yummy, delicious food, like one of my favourite's meals is very very very hot pizza with lots of cheese on top. This is how I came to Canada: At first, I had to sleep in one room with six siblings. Then we moved to a new house with three rooms upstairs, and two in the basement. Home is lovely because you don't have six siblings, only one sister. This is why because you have a bed for 3 brothers and another for 2 brothers also a bed for a mom and dad. Home is too lovely. Home is one of the most precious things you will ever have. This is why I am glad so glad and happy that my school supports Habitat for Humanity! Home is where you can cuddle up and watch TV any time you want. You can practice whatever you want, where no one can see. I hope everyone in every country will deserve a home to live in.