My Home

My home, My home is a place where I can escape all of my bad thoughts and bad days. It is where I can feel welcome, where I can be myself. When I step in the door I feel my family's love and warmth, I feel like weights have been lifted off my chest when I walk through the doorway.I feel like I can be myself and I don't have to worry about what others think about me. I feel like I don't have to hide anything because I'm with my family. When I'm in my home it's like a mask comes off and I'm a new person, because I don't have to hide who I am. When I walk into my bedroom I feel peace, calm, happy, and less stressed. I feel like I can just lay on my bed and restart everything, I love my room. It's a place where I can hide away from everybody when I need to and take time to breathe. I feel safe in my home. I feel like I don't have to watch my back or feel unsafe, I feel safe in my home with my family right beside me. My home isn't just four walls and a roof with people inside, it's where we have dinner and talk about our days, and where I feel welcome. My kitchen is a place where my mom and dad make delicious meals and snacks for me and my brother. My kitchen is where I can bake yummy treats for my family with my mom. I love my kitchen. My living room is such a nice place to hang out and watch movies with my family, it's where we can all connect and discuss important things. And that's it.