My Home is Like a Flower Waiting to Bloom

My home is like a flower waiting to bloom it will soon, but not yet. I love that feeling whenever I walk into my bedroom. I feel calm and tired, I hear my music playing and see the sun shining through my window. The sun is glowing into my eyes. And sometimes I can look out my window and see the trees and imagine that smell of fresh leaves. Downstairs I hear family, TV, and dishes clattering when they are being put away. The sound can be impactful but not too bad. But the best is when you touch the warm smooth plates from the dish washer when it’s done. For a fact, I know the people in your home are what matters the most. Family is one of the most important things in life… so is a home. When I step into my house, I have that feeling of home. It’s happy most important love and safety the place that has a feeling of calm and sometimes sad. I know when you go to someone else’s house it feels different, but I love after stepping into my house and smelling all the scents there are and the feeling you have. What I hear is the joy in music and the speakers in the TV and the laughter in happiness. I see my family- my parents my brother and my pet. If you have a pet, they can be a big I mean BIG part of family. They might even love you more themselves, that would be crazy, but sometimes they do. My bed feels like a warm soft blanket the warmth in the blanket calming. There is a lot of feelings in home. Some feel worse than others, but home is still the best place you can imagine. That is the best flower ever.