Home

Home sounds like the chorus to your favorite song, home sounds like the crackling of the fire. Home feels like the warm fire against my back, home feels like winning family night. Home tastes like a nice hot chocolate with marshmallows, home tastes like your mom's secret cookie recipe, home tastes like cold ice cream on a hot day. Home smells like my mom's amazing cooking, home smells like my dog's wet fur after she's been outside in the rain and mine and my brother's wet hockey gear . Home looks like a cozy place, home looks like the reunion at the end of the movie. This is my smelly amazing home that I can live and feel safe in. My families are all from different parts of my life and they all feel like different homes. My first home, AKA my favorite home, is the one that I wake up in, the one where I eat, the one that will always be there for me. My second home is my school, my second favorite home. This home teaches me everything I need to know and more, even though it is my least favorite home, it is still really fun and I get to see my friends, and get free snacks. My third home is hockey. It is not a place or one group of people, not the game but all of it together I play with so many different people and a lot of places which makes it so fun.