The home where I belong

As I walk into my room from the cold frosted night. I feel my fingers starting to melt and my toes starting to move. I got comfortable on my warm light blue bed and my fuzzy heated blanket on my lap. I grabbed the remote and turned on my tv. Hearing my cat's little feet tip toe into my room. Her purring calmed me down from playing outside. When I look out my window I see the snow falling right in front of the beautiful sunset. The sound of my front door open and shut from my dad coming in from shoveling the snow on the driveway, oh the cold breeze from the opened door. With the feel of hot chocolate burning my finger prints off. The plate of cookies and pastries right beside me, yum. With my screaming brother playing his video games, it can be annoying but im used to it by now its kinda calming after a while. The smell of hot chocolate makes my stomach growl, and my cat's stinky breath licks my hand. The taste of spice and fire, from my brothers flaming hot doritos. As my feet and hands start to warm up the feel of my pillow hitting my head. Hmm this sounds like home to me.