Home Feels Like

Home is where I feel comfortable. When people listen to my opinions. Comfort feels like coming home after a difficult, demanding day. I feel safe when I taste the delectable, delicious dish that my mom makes. Comfort smells like the fresh cold air going up your nose. Comfort sounds like when I wake up in the morning and I can hear birds chirping from out the window. When I am at home I feel happy. I am happy when I can hear my family laughing and having fun. I can see my family playing games at christmas. Holidays make me happy because everyone is having fun and they are happy. Happiness feels like something that you have wanted your whole life and you finally get it. Happiness tastes like sweet, sugary honey. At home I am happy when I listen to music and sing with my friends. All homes would have love. Love feels like a massive, major, magnificent hug. Love sounds like the waves of the beautiful, bright, blue ocean. Love looks like a stunning field full of amazing flowers. I feel loved when people ask how I am doing or how my day went. When I feel loved I am as happy as a lion eating food. Every home should have memories. Memories feel like someone that you haven't seen in a long time. Memories are joyful and funny. When I think about the memories that I had it feels like I'm back in time like if I was there right now. Memories are important because if you don't have any memories you will have nothing to talk about and you will not be happy.