Nothing Like Home

Nothing is like my moms famous cheesecake or like my room that feels like me. And my two cats that I love very much. My floor that I pretend I am a ballerina on. My walls that smell like wood. My sisters bed that I jump on. My couch that is squishy and comfortable. The air outside I could recognize from anywhere. My backyard that has a lot of green grass that is spiky when I lay on it and the fresh air that almost blows my hair off my head. Or my trampoline that is not that bouncy. My swings that sound like they are going to break. And my lane in my backyard that me my sister and my friend like to bike on. The hill on the side of my house that me my sister and my friend like sledding on. Thats why My home is the best.