Homecoming

            The sight of my house alone is a sight of relief. I love seeing the grey painted garage open to the white and black scratched garage door. It's a sight I've seen hundreds of times, and it's a nice feeling to know you are finally home. I like walking in and seeing my dogs and family excited to see me. I coming home and seeing my bed and watching tv and just relaxing, unwinding from the long days at school.

             The smell of my garage is the first thing I smell. It's always a dirty, oily smell. It's a nice familiar smell I don't mind smelling. Then when I open the door I can always smell my dogs waiting for me at the door. Sometimes there is cooking going on, my dad always makes stir fry and that's got a strong odor. I oddly like the smell of my room even though it's got a small hint of sweat from all my sports gear. 

           The feeling of my bed is a great feeling. Finally getting to take off all my school clothes and putting something more comfortable on. Taking a shower and feeling the warm clean water is always nice after a long practice. I get to pet my dogs and feel their soft fur. Taking off my shoes is one of the best feelings.

          Taste is a weird one to think about. When I get home I often get at least a water, hopefully my dad has made some tea that I can drink. I usually always eat after my shower if I have time. I like chocolate a lot. My dad often has grilled hotdogs or pork burgers made and that's my favorite to warm up.

          The sound of coming home is nice. The sound of my car door shutting in the closed garage is one of my favorite sounds, it is kind of a reminder that you are finally home. And the sound of my dogs barking as loud and often as they can. And the sound of their nails hitting the kitchen floor as they run around me waiting for me to pet them. The sound of the running water of my shower, and the food cooking is always nice. Coming home is always nice.