What Home Means to Me

Home is a place where I could express myself. It's a place where there are good and bad times. It's just a place made with love and comfort and voices I can recognize without looking and, smelling the food that my mother makes and laughing echoes, and late nights playing board games with my family. I can be tired, loud or quiet and still be loved. We should always respect our peers and always be happy to have a home made with love.