My Home

If home was a sight, it would be the sight of the giant hockey stick collection in the back of my garage. If home was a smell, it would be the smell of freshly cut grass gently waving with the breeze. If home was a taste, it would be the taste of my Grammies flavorful Christmas dinner. If home was a touch, it would be the touch of the warm PS5 controller in my hands. If home was a sound, it would be the sound of my mom singing the song “Nothing at all”. I know home is a place where I can be free, and my family will always be proud of me. Saying that what does home mean to you?