Home

Home is a place I can go with my family and feel safe with no worry. I can be myself and not feel sorry. I love my memories there with my life. I can go other places and have faith but not the faith I feel at home. You can always fit in at home without being judged like other people could judge you. When I see my home my face lights up with joy and not the joy I've had at other places. I can move into hundreds of houses but I’m always at home if I'm with my family. Houses can have brick walls, couches, beds and TVs but a home has love that you can’t buy at a store. My home cares for me like no one else could ever. Home means everything to me and I'm so grateful for it. My home is not just my family, it's also my friends because they make me feel like I'm at home. Me and my friends and family make the best memories that I can't forget even if I try to. My home is like magic without the magician ,there's always magic there no matter what happens. I love my home and that can never change.