Home is a Place of Comfort

I’m in the kitchen and I smell cake baking and I hear my mom on the phone. It was a typical day at home. I was sitting at the kitchen table, watching my mom prepare dinner, doing my homework, and asking my dad some random question. My brother is in his room playing on his ipad. My mom says she got an email and it said it was from my teacher she said that my teacher said that I was really good in class today and that I paid attention and that I listened and that I followed the expectations in class. My mom was really happy so she said that we can go get some Tim Hortons, so after we got Tim Hortons I got really tired and I started to get ready for bed and after I was ready for bed I watched a show for a while and then I went to read to go to bed. That is what my home is like.