What Home Means to Me

In the morning, I can feel the warmth and coziness of my blanket, not many unlucky kids have the warmth and coziness that I have in my life, when I come back from school, I feel the love that my parents and siblings give me by them saying hello or by hugging me, I can see my cat staring at me with a smile full of joy, when I walk into the kitchen I can see and smell the great food that my dad is cooking, when I walk back into the hallway of my safe home, I think to myself why was I one of the chosen people to not be homeless, why was I the kid that didn’t have to struggle in life and myself having an easy life, when I am done thinking about the unlucky people in our world, I go to my cozy couch and snuggle up with my cozy and warm blanket and lay down and pray to God for me not to have a hard life and also pray for the people that are having a difficult life. When I am done praying, I close my eyes and have a nap on my cozy couch with my cozy and warm blanket on top of me until I wake up. Also, home is a place to have good thoughts with your family members and a place where you can express your feelings and a place that can protect you from some things that can be harmful.