My Senses of Home

This is what I feel, see, smell, taste, and hear when I think of home. I feel the railing of the stairs that bring me up. I see the cartoon on the tv I taste the chocolate in my mom’s brownies I smell the home-made pizza my dad makes I hear my little brother running to the door when I come back from school. A home is part of your family, but a house is just a hollow structure. Your house is comfy and full of joy, but a house is uncomfortable and sad.