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THE MEANING OF MY HOME by:Alero Azanor Linthorne My home is not even a building. It's filled with happiness and delicious food. It fills every room. Home is where everyone can walk in and be happy. Home is where creative things spark, where imagination is fun and imaginable you never know what can happen. You can make a real guitar a real flower. Home is a safe place where you can be yourself where nothing is not embarrassing, nothing is as scary as it may look, nothing is as bad as you may think. My family is funny, nice and amazingly creative, for example: My baby brother thinks he is a dinosaur spider man, Miles Morales, anything really he's super creative . No one is judged at home. Its not just a house, sometimes to some others home is in Africa with the foods ,markets, traditions, animals and more some people don't even have a home to them it is family and love,care. In home, there are lots of memories, but a special memory I have from my family is the time we went to Tomas Amusement park. I went on this ride with my dad. We went on and at one point it was like over the gate in the air. It was still fun. I am so thankful for my house because home isn't home without family.