Home Isn't Just a Building

When I imagine home, I don't think of a building, I think of warm hugs, fresh baked pastries, and best of all, my family. My family is the biggest piece of me. They are like the sun to earth, or the pen to the paper. They are kind, and very supportive. When things feel heavy, they make it weightless. When I think of a building I think of a roof, or a door, but a building will never match the love, and the unlimited memories a home would make, and every person deserves a home. I am very grateful that I have a family, and that I have a roof over my head, and I couldn't imagine life without it. So that's why I am very glad that I am writing this for Habitat For Humanity, because each and every human deserves to have infinite memories and love, and to have a place that they can call home.