Home Means Happiness

A house is a shelter, a home is a feeling, a house is a place where I can have fun, a home is a place where I can feel safe, a house is made of bricks, a home is made of love, a house is filled with things, a home is filled with happiness. Home is my safe place where I can feel safe and have fun. Sometimes it can feel lonely, sometimes not. When I wake up, I know it will be an adventure, when I go to sleep my adventure is over, but I had fun and I can’t wait for my new one. At home it can be fun and boring. Home doesn’t need to be perfect but it’s perfect for me. Home can feel like a lot of things. Sometimes home can be what you see or it could be what you feel. When I am at home, I feel loved, happy, sometimes sad maybe devastated but I never feel sad or devastated for long because of my brother, mom, dad or my cat. Home is wonderful both outside and inside. Home can be who you’re with. Home can be your house or a place. For me home is where I am and where my family is. Home feels like home when my mom is cooking, my dad probably working, my brother doing homework, my cat Yuki playing and me either doing homework or drawing. That’s what home means to me.