Warmth of a Home

home is the citrus fruit i smell when i enter inside, it is the comfort of one of the lovely rooms at the top of the stairs. i hear sounds of a lot of shows on for hours in my room, i draw in the comfort of my room, hearing dad playing games on his electronic, and mom watching the crime tv shows. i enjoy all the books and the fake vines sitting there peacefully, the comfort of my pillow resting against my head as i fall asleep. i love to wake up to smelling food like bacon coming from the downstairs flooring, going down to get to eat nutrients of fruit and more, home is the place i feel safe and loved, Warmth and more.