What is home?

A home doesn’t always have to be four walls and a roof. My home is my friends I do think my house is my home, but my friends make me feel safe and wanted. They care for me and want me around they also compliment me. My friends mean so much to me and I’ve felt unwanted in my own home. My friends have always been there for me they listen to me when I need to talk. My friends are my everything they will always be my world they are always there for me. My house isn’t always my home. It can be a hard place to be. My friends make me feel better. My friends don’t know how much they mean to me. I always want to keep them safe, and I want them to feel heard and wanted. They are the some of the sweetest people I know. Sometimes its so hard to fit in you can even feel like that in your own home so my friends make me feel like I belong there. I can be myself around them and not hid who I ‘am.