We were on our way, to the grandma from hell. I looked on my lap and remembered the picture. I held it up and showed it to Meg. "Hey , Meg, I pulled this off the wall who are they?" "Oh that's the picture of Grandma and her friends." "Why do we have it?" "She gave it to dad." "Oh" I hit the open window button and down it went. The air hit my pale face and I leaned my head out. I remembered I packed my head phones and CD player so I reached in the back seat and pulled them out of the over stuffed duffle bag. I put them on my ears and sung in my head along with Mandy Moore's "Candy" my black silky hair sometimes hit me in the face, but I brushed it aside.
We finally after three hours we reached Cave Side Nursery Home. I got out of the car and placed my cd player in the clove department and locked my door. We walked up to a long brick building with about ten floors up. A big silver sign read "Cave Side nursery home, where we bring comfort to your loved ones." My grandma had been here since she was fifty seven she was dying of breast cancer. My parents on some occasion came and visited her here. We walked in the automatic doors to the reception desk. "Hi my name is Megan Miller, and we are here to see my grandmother Melanie Miller." The lady at the desk made a phone call and then she got an old man to direct us to her room. "R-right this way ladies." A little old man with pure white hair and suspenders on came around the corner, he lead us down three long halls, one longer than the next. We finally arrived to room 96 and went in, we saw a little old lady with white hair, mixed with a little blond, and blue eyes open and almost completely alert, she had brown cover pulled up to her chin, her hands folded perfectly on her chest. Meg walked over to grandma and hugged her loosely. "Oh Grandma we've missed you so much." She just stared off space.
"Well Joey it's been a long time." I signaled for my sister to come. "I'm not Joey, who is Joey?" I whispered. "I don't know!" Meg, said with irritation in her voice. "Grandma dear this is, Jennifer." Grandma just coxed her head to the side. "Gram's it's us Timmy's children." A smile came on her face. "Oh yes, you beautiful children." she said with a clam voice. She still looked a little confused like she forgot she had grandchildren and children. Meg placed our coats and purses on the chair and she took a seat. Meg turned on the TV and eventually feel asleep. I watched grandma for a while and she started mumbling, "Oh I miss you!" I got up and went over to her to see if she was ok. "Grandma are you ok?" "Dear child don't you see him it's Chris your grandfather in the corner." I had chills going up and down my back, I was officially freaked out. I looked up to the ceiling by the window and saw nothing, but little black dots and sun rays coming in. I stroked her white hair and told her about myself, I felt awkward, but grandma was calming down. "Dear child I don't want to die not yet." "Your not going to die, yet!" I said calmly , but I knew she was. "Who was Chris?" "Your grandfather." She looked up at me and started talking about 1959. I just listened as grandma told me her childhood.
This is Grandma Millers point of view from long ago.
Please review and tell me what you think before I go on!!
Also as you can tell this has nothing to do with Stand By Me but in a way you could say it was inspired by it..
We finally after three hours we reached Cave Side Nursery Home. I got out of the car and placed my cd player in the clove department and locked my door. We walked up to a long brick building with about ten floors up. A big silver sign read "Cave Side nursery home, where we bring comfort to your loved ones." My grandma had been here since she was fifty seven she was dying of breast cancer. My parents on some occasion came and visited her here. We walked in the automatic doors to the reception desk. "Hi my name is Megan Miller, and we are here to see my grandmother Melanie Miller." The lady at the desk made a phone call and then she got an old man to direct us to her room. "R-right this way ladies." A little old man with pure white hair and suspenders on came around the corner, he lead us down three long halls, one longer than the next. We finally arrived to room 96 and went in, we saw a little old lady with white hair, mixed with a little blond, and blue eyes open and almost completely alert, she had brown cover pulled up to her chin, her hands folded perfectly on her chest. Meg walked over to grandma and hugged her loosely. "Oh Grandma we've missed you so much." She just stared off space.
"Well Joey it's been a long time." I signaled for my sister to come. "I'm not Joey, who is Joey?" I whispered. "I don't know!" Meg, said with irritation in her voice. "Grandma dear this is, Jennifer." Grandma just coxed her head to the side. "Gram's it's us Timmy's children." A smile came on her face. "Oh yes, you beautiful children." she said with a clam voice. She still looked a little confused like she forgot she had grandchildren and children. Meg placed our coats and purses on the chair and she took a seat. Meg turned on the TV and eventually feel asleep. I watched grandma for a while and she started mumbling, "Oh I miss you!" I got up and went over to her to see if she was ok. "Grandma are you ok?" "Dear child don't you see him it's Chris your grandfather in the corner." I had chills going up and down my back, I was officially freaked out. I looked up to the ceiling by the window and saw nothing, but little black dots and sun rays coming in. I stroked her white hair and told her about myself, I felt awkward, but grandma was calming down. "Dear child I don't want to die not yet." "Your not going to die, yet!" I said calmly , but I knew she was. "Who was Chris?" "Your grandfather." She looked up at me and started talking about 1959. I just listened as grandma told me her childhood.
This is Grandma Millers point of view from long ago.
Please review and tell me what you think before I go on!!
Also as you can tell this has nothing to do with Stand By Me but in a way you could say it was inspired by it..