Where I Belong

A home is where memories are made; laughs are shared, and inside jokes are. It is where families get together and share unforgettable memories, and that's where I belong. Each time I walk past a room, there is one specific funny memory I remember. My home is my safe spot. Where I can relax and where I feel comforted by my family, it's where I cannot be judged for my mom's delicious traditional foods or language. A home isn't just where people live; it's where people make memories and share love. Whenever I look around my house, I see memories that are framed and those memories I will surely never forget. The framed pictures people see in my home isn't just family pictures we take just for the view, it's for the times we had made together and where we can save it so we can show others the times we had, because we want to cherish those times, as I'm growing and getting older just as time is going by fast, we are going to have a new home with new family, we would want to cherish for life just like my parents did for me. I would ever wish for no home upon any family. They don't just need a place to live they need a place where it feels like home. So, homes are important because that's what families need. Not a roof over their heads but a home they would want to cherish for life. Where they want to make memories and where they feel comforted and loved. Home isn't just a building, but it's a place where you can live happily ever after.