What Home Looks Like To Me

As I walk up my driveway to my dearest home a chilly breeze hits my face. I see all three of my adorable little kitty cats as I enter into my safe home. I can already smell the fresh warm and gooey pizza warming in the oven. My mom greets me with love. I quickly go find the fluff balls that rule my home. I pet them feel how soft they are. I pick up its toy and give it to them so they can swat at it. I sit on my bed and hear it creak along with a slight echo. Then my mom takes the pizza out the oven so I run over. She cuts the pizza and it steams as she gives me two pieces. That is what home looks like to me.