The Nursing Home
Walking into the nursing home, I couldn't wait to see my great grandpa. I haven't seen him in a while, and me and my siblings were really excited. It felt a little weird, though, seeing all these elderly citizens. After exiting the elevator, it smelled nicely of fresh flowers. And when we were almost at great grandpas room, there was a women in a wheelchair, looking at us, and I felt sorry for her, getting put in a nursing home. "Your children are all so pretty. Are they all yours?" she asked. I knew why she would be curious. I'm one of three girls. "Yes." my mom answered. " Well, you raised them all so beautifully!" She gave me a big smile."Thank you!" my mom smiled at the lady. I smiled too.felt good to know that she was happy. And that made me happy.