Zombies

My grandmother spent the last year of her life in a nursing home. We would visit her often. I liked visiting her, but dreaded going through the nursing home to get to her. All the elderly people that would hang out in the halls would reach out to me and it was a terrifying experience because I was 5 at the time. It seemed like they were zombies that were reaching out to get me. I remember walking right behind my parents and burying my face in their pants so I wouldn't have to see the old people reaching out for me.

-Mike