Chilling at Home With my Family

When I am at home, I see the fireplace where I share the best memories with my family. We laugh over a show on the T.V. and I hear my five-year-old brother singing his songs from the living room in the background. I also hear my dad cheering on a soccer match in the living room in front of the T.V. I feel the soft throws on our sofa that feels like fresh laundry fresh out the dryer. I smell my mom’s tropical, sweet-smelling plug-in mixing with the aroma of my older sisters’ light vanilla perfume. When I step into the garage I see my dad's yard equipment, that we used together in the summer lined up neatly on top of the cold grey concrete. I also see our family’s blue BMW that we take in all of our adventures together as a family. I taste my aunties loaf of white artisan bread with salted butter on top. It sits on the dinner table beside my mom’s flavorful spaghetti calling my name. When we sit on the balcony and look into our backyard I think of the good times in the summer, playing outside with my family and friends in the hot July heat. That’s how very special my home is to me, and I hope one day everyone gets the opportunity to agree!