My Home

Ah home…. when most people talk about home they usually refer to their house or flat. My interpretation is a bit different. Last week, actually a bit longer than last week I recall my teacher talking about home. Most of my classmates immediately think about their houses, some think about family. None of that was what I think about when the teacher said home.

                

My interpretation of home isn’t family, it isn’t my house or flat either its whenever I feel excepted and happy. Wherever I am, whenever the time, whoever I’m with, whatever my destination is, as long as I feel excepted and happy, I’m home. To some, this might seem strange, bizarre even, but that’s what home is to me.

               

 We as humans have our own opinion. This is my interpretation of home, other people might have their own opinion. To other people home might be their family and relatives, or maybe it’s their favorite amusement park, it might be their house or flat, it could even be wherever they can play Pokémon Go. There’s a lot of interpretation of home and different interpretation for every single person, and no one of them is wrong.

               

 So to put it simply, home for me Isn’t a location it’s wherever I feel happy. Thanks for reading this thing, abomination or whatever this is, and I hope this was entertaining. Have a good day BYE - BYE!