Home is Relaxing

When I think of the smell of my sol de janeiro perfume. How cozy and comfortable I feel when I walk in, it feels like I've entered an immense area where I belong. My home looks light blue, vintage, and scenic.It tastes like fresh fruit and pancakes in the morning. It sounds serene and peaceful, and it's welcoming. It tastes like frosting on my tongue when I make cake. I think of my gentle couch in the winter when my dad starts a fire in my fireplace. Every Friday it smells like the aromatic smell of my moms cinnamon bun scented candles. Me and my sister's room is almost always organized, and at night you don't trip, and fall over numerous amounts of clothes. When I wake up in the morning I feel so cushy and snug. My kitchen is where I eat food and where the taste of dinner sparks into my mind. Dance is my second home, all my friends at dance are family to me. I've known them for years. At dance I can show my talent, and how good I am. When we go to Hawaii, Australia, and Mexico I have so much fun with my family and cousins. We always have a good time at the pool, and enjoy the sun. At our hotel we usually have tantalizing treats before bed. My favourite drink is a Shirley temple, because I love the mix of: strawberry syrup, sprite, and orange juice. Last winter when I was in Australia I remember seeing the fireworks at the harbour bridge on new years, how magical it was, and how the experience was just breathtaking. Though deep down home is anywhere with family or friends.