THE TRUE MEANING OF HOME TO ME

Home is not just a shelter it has a lot more going for it like a slide I filled with water. Once I finished school I would rush to the house when I opened the door the heat and comfort blasts towards me. When I am fully inside I smell my moms delicious cooking, then I start playing video games and hear divine dustdusts gaster blasters being spammed and when I defeat divine dustdust I fight flame eye and FINALLY BEAT HIM joy fills my body and suddenly I feel complete. Then when I go to bed once I wake up I go to the kitchen smelling bacon and suddenly I hear the sizzling of tender juicy bacon. My mom with a loving smile of 1000 of the happiest souls smiles praising me for getting second place in caribou when it's grade fives and sixes. Then we eat the bacon and talk about it like what questions I answer and joy fills my body once again. My sister suddenly wakes up but instead of coming down stairs she calls my mom on the phone asking for breakfast then I realised I have to go to school my sister yelling at me for something she did when I’m at school I see my friends we start chatting we do french class and its fine, once it's lunch my friends start talking then we realised we have carnaval we wonder what groups we are going to be in. The bell rings so we have to get ready for recess so I put on my hat,ski mask, snow pants and a jacket. Once I’m outside I see so much snow it's like a winter wonderland. So much snow outside if you don't have snow pants you can't walk. Then I woke up.