The Feeling At Home

When I'm at home I'm not happy or mad. And I felt a sensation I had never had. I feel like I belong, which is something I never say. I feel happy and joyful in every single way. It shows my family on every single wall. In a frame full of memories showcasing us all. I see walls with all the cracks and worn out doors. symbolizing the people that were here before. Even though it's old or worn it's still a place where I open a door and feel warm and comforted. There other family feelings that are kept behind every single door. I have yet to explore more feelings and more, but I cherish all the memories and feelings and more, and I have all I need and nothing more. I have food in my cabinets and a family with love. Under my covers I feel warm and snug. Not only with warmth but also with love. With all my memories I feel strong and lucky to have a place that I call home. ` It teaches me a home is more than a house, it is a family with all the things you love. It's where you feel safe and comforted too. But a house is always up to you, it can be the tallest or the smallest but it's not a home. A home is where you feel safe and warm where and where you feel comforted and where you feel loved.