My Grandpa

You walk through the doors of the hospital. You walk down the hall with bare walls and think. It's not like a surgery hall, so it isn't noisey & there isn't people running down the halls screaming. It's quiet. & just for a little while you can think. Think about the people in the hospital beds, the nurses who work 12 hour shifts everyday, or you can evaluate your life. When you think of hospitals, what do you think of? Death or happiness? Most of us would say death, and I would as well. Hospitals are related to death. I can't sit here and look at the man in the hospital bed infront of me and not want to cry. My grandpa.