If Home Were 5 Spaces

The sight you see is like no other, almost like a soft cloud to rest on. The photos are zig zagged across the walls. A sudden light beams in the living room, you see coaches and players getting ready for the match. The curtain part way blinding you for even thinking about looking at it. A soft vanilla does laps and around the house. The scent tries its best to mask, but you still get a whiff. Smell, you know only one person would use my mother! You couldn’t understand how your mother could stand the killing metallic smell of cleaning products. My mom greets you warmly saying she brought some cookies. You could already smell the cookies before you could even taste them. After you had a helping of cookies you run your hand on the counter and you hear “wipe, wipe” it’s like the cleanest place in the world. You decide to lay down and get some sleep. You felt so tired you could sleep for days. Later, loud sounds of swords and shields clary together. You already know it is your brothers. You’re annoyed and hungry, as you walk to the kitchen. People watching the soccer match yelling about the game. Finally, you arrive and you see the pot eating the pasta whole, boiling and bubbling. Your stomach was dying of hunger ready to explode. However, the pasta was served, and you ate with delight. Finally, after some thought you thought home is 5 spaces.