Home

Home can be if you have lots of space or not a lot of space. One thing I see often is my brother doing the griddy. One smell is candles, and my mom likes it with tea and the lights are off. One sound is coffee being made every day. My mom and dad like coffee. One taste is muffins. I make muffins with my dad. One feeling is my bed and if feels comfy. I sleep in a bunk bed. I am on the top bunk. Another smell is pancakes. My mom makes pancakes on Tuesday. I make waffles on Saturday with my brother. That’s my meaning of home.