Everybody in our family has a different laugh. My sisters laugh is like an unstoppable fire alarm. It punches me in the side of the head and makes me want to rip my ears. My brothers laugh is calming and trained. It is a silly sound to hear.

My mothers laugh reaches out and puts its arms around you. Nothing else creates creepy goosebumps all around. I miss he laugh at school, at home, and at any other place than my house. The laugh comes out in perfect increments accompanied by a shiny smile. Dad’s is like any serious businessman’s laugh. It only comes out on the willing weekends. With any laugh, the joy spreads like a wildfire.