What Home Means to Me

If you were to ask me if home were the five senses, I would say a lot of things. If home were a touch, it would be the touch of my football, my Nintendo switch, and my cozy bed to sleep in. If home were a smell, it would be the smell of everything my mom freshly bakes and the sweet honey. If home were a taste, it would be the chocolate cake my mom makes, the rice my dad makes, and the juice I always drink. If home were a sight, it would be the sight of my couch, my computer, and my family. If home where a sound, it would be the sound of my mom and dad on the phone, my sister screaming like a bird, and the t.v. I love my family and you should too and I hope your home is safe and good for you.