What Home Means to Me

Home is where the heart is. Home is not a place or a house. It's the people that you share it with that makes it special. Home isn’t about having special things like toys or iPads. It's about the people you share it with, the people you love. My parents, my sister and my brother are the people I share my home with, not the toys or the house, not even the food. I could sleep outside and call it home because I'm with the people I love. But if I'm not with the people I love then that's not home, that's not home at all. Home doesn't have to be with only my family, it can be with my friends too. This is what home is really for me.