This Is what home means to me as the 5 senses

I love my home and nothing will ever change Sight:I see the people I love,the people that have always been there for me,the people who care when I was hurt,the people who never hurt me and.I see the photos on the wall that hold so many memories. From grade 1 to 4 and a photo shoot I did with my mom and sister and all of the memories from my old house. Smell:I smell the delicious scent of my mom's cooking,I smell the scent of my dog after my mom bathes her,the smell of my sister's perfume that smells like cotton candy or my mom’s perfume that’s called in the stars. Hearing:I hear the laughter of my dad when we are watching funny fails on the tv. Well we are eating supper,I hear the laugh of my sister when I tickle her,I hear the scream of my sister when she is playing a scary game,I hear the voices of the people I love. Taste:I taste the delicious food my mom makes,the taste of the fresh fruit my dad cuts up for me,the taste of all the food my mom buys because she thought it was cool and it always tasted good. Touch:I touch the pink and purple glow in the dark side table from my old house,I touch the mini table my mom bought thinking it was a normal size one,I touch the photo on the wall that hold a lot of memories,I touch the dog that my grandma gave my sister because my sister wanted one.