Prompt 27: The safest place in the world

As I sit on my bed in my cozy little room, surrounded by memorabilia of my childhood and high school career, I feel safe.I feel safe surrounded by things that i love and that represent me, hearing the sounds of chatter and chores coming from other rooms, and the fact that my family is all around me makes me feel comfortable.  Even though I feel safe in my home, in my little haven at the end of the hall, there is something that comforts me and makes me feel even safer than I already do. The place I feel safest is located in my home where I grew up and spent the majority of my adolescent years but it's not the house itself, any room, or any piece in the house that makes me feel this way. It is a person within my home that makes me feel like I am in the safest place in the world. This person is my rock, he is my father and in his presence and his arms I feel the safest. Although I do feel protected in my home with my family, I feel most safe with my Dad no matter where we are, regardless of whether we are at home or not. My dad is my protector and I know he would do anything to keep me and the rest of my family safe. He listens to me, he cares about my petty, girl issues even though he's a grown man, he helps me, and he lets me know that I, my mother, and my sister are all very important to him. Knowing that he cares so much for my family so much and would do anything for us allows me to feel secure and sheltered from harm when I am with him, and even when I am away.