David's Blogger

When my mom always tells me the story of this picture I always think why was I so bad. In this picture I was playing in the living room of my parents apartment. I was walking around the plant and I pulled it down. When it fell down I started crying because I got scared. My mom told me that she barely took the picture because she laughed so hard, even when I see the picture now I laugh. I was a bad baby. I remember when I took this picture like it was yesterday. It was the first time I took my bunny home. He was so excited to be in the back yard, he loved my moms flowers and plants so much, we even played hide and seek. His favorite food was carrots. My mom always got mad. He was the cutest pet I ever had.

Home is a place where you feel love and that people care about you. Home is where you have safety. Home doesn't necessarily mean you need to have a big house. For Daniel in Daniels story he didn't have a big house but his family showed love to him. Home isn't necessarily a place, you can be in another house to make it home. As long as you have people loving and caring about you, you can make any place your home.