HOME
...m living in. Home is a place where my family. Home is where you feel save because no one is stranger in your home. In my home, I have my parents who teach me many things and I learn most of the things from my parents before I realize anything on my own. My parent’s personalities are the first basis for the way I live. The way they live is the first thing I will see and learn from before I can actually acquire my own home. My parents created the home I lived in originally. They physically put all of the objects I grew up with in the home. Now that I am on my own, I get to create a home that matches only my identity. I get to start over by creating something that had created me, and that my parents created. A home is where people learn to establish relationships like brother and sisters. Without a family, a person cannot learn these relationships, which are invaluable in dealing with everyday life in society. Home is a place where my memories and my belongings are. The first memory that I have of a home is waking up one cold Saturday morning in my bunk beds. I jumped out of bed, went down stairs to the living room, and enjoyed breakfast by the fireplace with my family. One thing that I love about home is that the feeling of safety and warmth. There has never been a time when I have not felt safe in my home. Home also has a certain smell that is almost in desirable. When I returned home for the first time after being at school, I felt great. The first thing that I did after returning home was hug my parents then I went over to the living room and sat down on my couch. I felt as if the couch was giving me a big hug. My grandpa told me recently of the time when he returned from World War II. He said when he returned home not only did he kiss my grandmother, but he also kissed the floor of his humble home. He said the old rhyme he it for so humble there is no place like home, really meant something to him. I think home is anywhere where you live even if you have your family there or not. I guess that a dorm room would be described as a home because it is just a temporary shelter. However, my friend’s dorm room is trying to be the exception to this rule. Within the walls of his dorm room, there is full-carpeted floor, with a stereo system and personal computer. However, these things are not the things that make his dorm room different. Sitting in the corner of the room is a blue recliner. This chair is very special to him he said to me because it belongs to his Grandfather. Every time he would go to his home, he would always sit i...