I Love My Home

When I walk in my house I smell my grandma's fresh food or cookies. It reminds me of when I was a kid at Christmas eating cookies. I hear my cat`s moaning and my grandma’s loud groaning and snoring.I hear my grandma’s voice in the morning.I hear the loud clicking and clacking of the fireplace on a warm winter night. I taste my mom’s perfect salmon. Whenever I'm sick my grandma makes me her perfect and delicious chicken noodle soup. It always makes me feel better. When I walk in my house I see that my mom still has her Christmas tree up, almost three months after Christmas. I see my little sister jumping up and down, asking me to play, and pulling my hair. She loves talking, playing with me, and being my sister. I touch and feel my fat cat who warms me up when I'm cold at night. I feel my grandma's warm, soft knitted pillow she made for me. It has a Bible verse on the front. I feel love from my family and friends. But most importantly, I love my home, and sister.