What's Home?

My home is my room, my family and my Percy Jackson Series. My home feels as comfortable as a very touching book that makes your heart feel warm. My home tastes like foods I don't like as if I was thinking of a memory - a bad one. My home sounds as happy and loud as if I was at the Calgary Stampede My home looks as colourful as a rainbow but arranged in the order I like it. My home smells like warm food just off of the stove like a hot bonfire. I'm from Winnipeg where I first came, when I landed in Canada, that's where I'm from. I'm from a place you can't imagine, a place called home! My home is as enjoyable as admiring the cherry blossoms in Japan. My home can get really quiet for a while like when you're all by yourself reading a book, but then it slowly starts getting loud again. My home is family. My home or yours is not anything simple, it's like a mystery you can't solve, but you know one thing….. it's full of love. I can hear the chickadees chirping softly outside like the slow ocean waves crashing on the shores of a beach. I touch the hot pizza as if my hands were very cold but I warm them up with the help of a fire. I see the bright sunrise like the start of a year with lots of hopes. I taste the delicious roti as if I was tasting food I haven't tasted before but is still good. I smell the special food cooking in the kitchen like a special day when my sister was born. It's a different thing in the end but the feeling is the same no matter what!