My house

I walk into my house and smell muffins and cookies in the oven. I take off my coat and shoes and then go into the kitchen. My mom is making pizza and listening to music. I say hi and give her a hug then I go down the hallway and pass through the dining room where there is a big window that looks out to my backyard and the birds on the birdfeeder. I enter the living room where my cat is curled up by the wood stove and my dog is sitting in a chair. I go down stairs where my little brother is playing hockey and my older brother is playing video games. I go back up the stairs and up another flight of stairs and into my parents room where my dad is working at the desk. I say hello and give him a big hug and go back downstairs to the living room where I curl up by the warm fire with my favorite book. That's what home means to me.