My Room - By Smiley Ann

I see so many things in my room. Almost anything but a broom. My sisters are making so much noise they're making a mess, there are so many toys.

I'm on my bed, my mom just said,"Do your homework or you won't get bread!"I smelled my mommy cooking, my sister started looking.

I feel my teddy bear. It has lots of hair.

The snack tastes so good. i should go get some more. My mom said no because I already ate four.

In my room, the loudest thing I can hear is our radio. I'll just put on my headphones and play my Nintendo.

In my room I can see, hear, smell, touch, and taste. Those are my senses that I won't waste.