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Creative Writing: The Nursing Home

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The sound of silence and anticipation emitted in the 97’ van as an older woman, likely in her sixties, drove her grandchild to her now ninety-one year old fathers. She, for some reason still unknown to the masses, decided to let her father watch said sleepy child in the back seat. A high pitched voice filled the air as said child, Connie, who was only eight years old at the time, asked again, “Do I have to go?”, still dreading having to go to what Connie perceived as a dull, boring household. Connie’s grandmother shook her head and refused her request again, not backing down on her decision. ‘It is only for two hours, she would say to herself and then out loud so Connie could remember that she was not going for a permanent stay. Quicker than …show more content…

That is one thing that intrigued Connie, many of the elderly, were sharp in mind but not in body, but were still treated like children sometimes, and she even though she knew it was for their own good, ‘Is becoming old is really worth it?’, she thought and contemplated as she sat in her usual spot in the activity room when other seats had been taken outside of the room. Near the entrance at the nursing home, it was typically somewhat quiet when she was in there, always making sure there no activities being done before occupying said space. The peacefulness is disturbed as more people arrive; it had been months since her great-grandfather had settled in the nursing home and it was his birthday today. Many members of the family came to him to profess their gratitude towards him and to celebrate another year of him keeping death's door at bay. Connie for the most part, kept out of the situation and watched as more guests arrived and finally the man of the hour made his presence known with his many family members, old and young alike. Words did not necessarily have to describe how she thought he was feeling, his the lower half of his face turned up on each time, to form either a smile or a solemn expression, his eyes scattering from person to person, almost as if trying to capture each and every family members face. ‘Maybe this is what is beneficial about becoming old’, Connie thought, as she looked at the earnest scene before

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