2025/Alexiane-

Home is a place where I was put to get a chance to feel the emotions of joy, sadness, and anger. It’s where I became the person I am now, and my best memories were made. A place I can always feel belonged.

Home is a place where I can mostly express myself without openly presenting through the entire world. I find joy in coming home to greet my brother who I am grateful to have most and next my mom who provides me after school snacks. Home would be considered a role I’ve named for the things I love, which would be another example of lying down after a long day or chatting with a friend. Home can stretch out to any place filled with delight, it could be a feeling from school hanging with friends or great peers from around the world.

When I think of home, I think of the scent of cooking made by my mom in the kitchen, the relief of lying in bed. The people who make it so worthy of being cherished, regardless of if it’s my family or pets, possibly friends as well, are the ones to make home feel complete. It’s the small moments, conversations at the dinner table, laughter shared over inside jokes, and simple quiet times spent together. Home is also a collection of little things that bring me comfort.

It’s about the emotions linked to it, the experiences that shape who I am. These experiences might not seem like much, but it’s a place where I can be myself without hesitation, surrounded by familiar people and memories I've shared with. Anyone could be considered family; it had nothing to do with just being related but the feeling of sharing moments and relationships. No matter what happens outside its walls, home is the one and only place where I can feel safe and content.

Home is not just the place I live in, but a part of who I am. It was where I’ve been raised and grown to learn. The people and experiences were what summed up the feeling of home with love. It is filled with warmth, enjoyment and a sense of belonging that cannot be replaced.