I am from...

I am from town next to the school and next to the bakery and friday nights the streets get noisy because of a lot of teenagers playing football and I get to smell donuts from the bakery. I live at a blue house down a street in town that has the post office to your right, a school and bakery behind you, and to the left you will see a street with a couple of houses, and by looking forward you’ll see another street with more houses. Outside of both houses that I live in is the wonderful town of St.Pierre.Jolys. I am from the house with two floors with a sound of cooking happens in the kitchen flushes come from the toilet in the bathroom and comfortness coming from the couches in the living room a memory I had was when my dad got a big bed from his great grandma and gave it to me. It’s also very comfy. I am from the bakery truck sounds of my father and the cooking sounds of my mother and the crying and cuteness of my little sister and the talking noise of my other sister and the barking noise of my chihuahua named biscuit and the purring of all of my cats. I am from the houses of my parents and my sisters, my pets, my personal space that I get and all that's in my house is what makes it home because home is a special place for everyone. I am from home