My senses of home

This is my senses of home. I will use my 5 senses to describe my home . The building you live in is a house, but a home is the people and what happens inside. A home is where you are safe. I always feel safe because my parents protect me. I always feel comfortable because I can be myself because there is no one to judge me. I’m happy with my parents because they love me. First,home can be like a touch, like a warm hug from mom or dad or curled up on the couch with mom and dad with a cozy heated blanket. A hug from mom or dad after school is amazing. I tell them about my day and it's always nice. Especially to read a book with a warm heated blanket. Also, home can be like a thing you can hear or see. I hear mom say I love you. I always see mom and dad working so hard on dinner. Mom says I love you so much I’m proud of you in your school work. They make dinner that they know I like. In summary, home can be a taste or a smell. The smell of apple counter cleaner is even better when me and my mom both spray and wipe at the same time,we always giggle. The taste of hot coco with melty whipped cream is the best . But at the end of the day I feel happy,But what home means to me is that my parents take care of me and love me,and I know I’m supported.