My Home As The Five Senses.

My home is my comfort zone. It’s a place where every memory I have come together. It’s a place where I feel belonged. My home is a place like no other. To me, my home is the best place anyone could imagine. Wherever I go, home will always be the place I love best. Home makes me feel safe. Safer than any place I have been in or lived in. No matter where life takes me, I will always remember my home. To me, nothing beats my home. Changing homes doesn’t matter to me because home is the only place that secures my comfort, as well as my safety. If my home was a taste, it would be Strawberry ice cream (my favourite!) with whipped cream on top. The red carpet in my home reminds me of Strawberry ice cream. The white lines on the red carpet put whipped cream into my mind. Nothing reminds me of caramel syrup but soil. Soil is just a little darker than a caramel colour. Still, it looks alike! Don’t you think? In my home I see fluffy blankets the most. The cotton on the blankets in my home tell me that I will always have the most cozy nights ever. Just looking at them makes me want to curl up into the blanket and take a nap. The only thing I hear in my home is my parents asking me if I am feeling sad or angry. They even ask me if I like my home. I always say “yes”. My home smells like freshly made Strawberry ice cream. Mostly because of all the perfume my siblings wear. Thank you to Habitat for Humanity, for saving lives, and for making the world a better place.