The Home of My Heart

When I picture home, memories start flooding back to me. Now, in the memories, I see a picture of me and my dad having so much fun, playing hide and seek, draw and guess, checkers, and laughing for no reason with tears of joy. When I smell something, I suddenly smell something very familiar, it’s my dad's and mom's ingredients that are as luxurious as a 5-star restaurant. Last, but not least, my dad puts a pinch of love in my bowl of dinner. It is truly the best smell ever. When I taste the lovely dinner, it tastes luxuriously good. It makes me think of dumplings, noodles, and rice that I love very much. When I use my two ears, it makes me hear an awfully familiar voice. It is my dad and I laughing together at every little thing and my Roblox games that needs updates. When I touch something, I feel my dad holding my hands to comfort me when I'm upset, I also feel the excitement of my dad giving me my 2 Jellycats. One is from the Jellycat store and the other is one that my dad and I made at home for me to hug, so that I won't be upset. My home is my love where warmth spreads across.