My Precious Home

My home is colourful which makes it feel bright. It is spacious which makes me feel free. It is warm and because of that it feels cozy. I see toys and games, food in the fridge, and my own room decorated how I like. I hear sports playing on the TV and my family around me. I smell sweet banana muffins, spicy sausage soup and bacon frying in the pan. I taste the fresh air and bubbly soda. I feel my fuzzy brown blanket, a hug from my mom and a fluffy pillow on my bed. I am grateful for my home. Having a home is important because it gives safety. Having a home is necessary because you have a shelter. Having a home makes me feel lucky. I understand that there are some people who do not have a home. Knowing this makes me feel horrible.