My House is a Home

My house is a home with all the memories we share. When I am bored I see my mom playing Harry potter trivia. I feel my brother hugging me when I am sad. I Hear the laughing of my brothers when they are playing games. I taste my mom's butter noodles on special occasions. I smell perfume when my mom hugs me if I had a hard day. A house isn't a home until you have shared memories and laughs with your family.