My mom got a phone call and went to her room, I was scared because it usually meant bad news. She told something

to my dad and we went to the hospital. I couldn’t believe my eyes, IT WAS MY GRANDMA! She had all sorts of

tubes in her and she couldn’t talk well. She was acting funny and shaking. We visited her every day, and then she got

worse and worse until she was back in the hospital. I had two chilling thoughts: she was going to die or she was going

to be in a nursing home. she pretty much couldn’t move, but after a while she soon got better and these thoughts

became unreal. She has to walk with a walker, but when we think abut times she was acting weird like when she said

there are pink people in the room we laugh. I’m so glad she is alive