Home to me

Imagine: you can’t have a break for a second because you must do stuff constantly. When I walk into my home, I see my brother screaming over a game, my mom cooking awesome food, my sister making a TikTok video or helping my mom. In my house, I hear a lot of stuff. I hear my sister munching on food, my dad’s yoga video, my mom singing “here comes the airplane!!” to my brother, my washing machine growling at my dad and more. 99% of the time my house is loud and the 1% is silent. That explains a lot about my family. I love it when my mom cooks food because I always get excited as it smells so good. In my house I smell lemon soap, food, laundry, dish soap, perfume, and more. If you ever walk into my house, it will most likely feel warm. My couches are soft. My blankets are fluffy, soft, and comfy. My bed is sometimes comfy. For example, when I go to sleep for school it feels like a rock. When I wake up for school my bed feels like a magical fluffy bed, that’s the reason I’m always late for school. I’m not trying to glaze but I think my mom’s cooking is the best. She makes the best possible food, mac and cheese, pasta, Caesar salad, seafood, and more. My favourite thing she makes is probably seafood because it tastes so good and sour. I also love it when she makes me boiled onions, it’s soft and mushy. That’s what home feels like to me!