Five Senses of a Home

Everybody says all these great things about their house but I only say all these great things about my home. There can be all kind of things that can make your house a house like maybe a kitchen, bedroom, living room, bathroom, and lots more but my home has my bedroom, my kitchen, my living room, and my memories. One thing that reminds me of my home is my stuffed animal. I can see the pink fluff. I can see the mom bear holding the baby bear. I can see the little black eyes. I can feel the soft, warm fabric. I can feel the squishy stuffing. I can smell the freezing cold rain. I can taste the fabric of the stuffed animal. I can hear the fabric moving. I can come home and cuddle the stuffed animal. When I come home the stuffed animal will be there to comfort me. This stuffed animal reminds me of home because when I was born my older sister gave me that stuffed animal. I love this stuffed animal because my sister gave it to me. I love how soft and cozy my stuffed animal is. I love how I have had it since I was born. When I think of home I think of my stuffed animal.