My Home

Home is secure, safe, and everything nice. Home is comfy and cozy. Family time is also very nice. Cold air and warm milk brings back so much memories and delight. My home has a cold sense and some open colourful lights. My home is my own bright world where rainbows grow in the sky. The stuffies on my bed and the blanket tight. My eyes being very bright, and my parents sitting on the couch. Their eyes staring at me, and watching me play on the carpet floor. Everything all together watched me get big, and it was always the toys who watched from the bed. My parents placing my jacket and gloves on the rack. My shoes upside down on the carpet floor. My face upside down slowly turning my frown upside down. The smell of food in the kitchen downstairs, and the laundry detergent down the hall in front the stairs.