A Run Through the Hallways of Home

I wake up in the morning in my bedroom, full of flowers and daisies that all bloom. I see my room as my safe space where I can draw and do homework with no interruptions. Walking out of my bedroom is a long hallway that leads to the kitchen. I would sprint as fast as I could till I get to the kitchen where my yummy breakfast is being made. Sometimes it's cinnamon rolls or maybe even pancakes or some waffles but they're all made with love.The cinnamon rolls are my favorite because me and my mom work hard to make them together. As the day goes on I go to school and before I know it I'm already walking home. Once I get home through my downstairs doorway I can see my mom working. as she turns her head about to say hello I get my shoes off and run for a big warm embrace. Then I tell her about my day at school then run upstairs to watch a show with my brother. We watch until my parents come and tell us that dinner is ready. We eat dinner at my long wooden table where family dinner happens and even Thanksgiving dinner. Once we're done eating we clean the table then my dad and I get ready to go do outside work. Whether it's raking leaves to shoveling snow, I'm always known as my dads little helper. Once we are done outside work I get all cleaned up and ready for bed, I kiss my parents goodnight then brush my teeth and run through the long hallway to go to sleep to redo that day all over again.