Grandma
I looked next to me. Old man with no hair and wrinkled features, huge thick rimmed glasses and no posture. I looked to the other side of me. Old woman with fiery red hair and long purple nails with too much glue on her fake eyelashes and bright blue eye shadow with red smudged lips. I looked all around me. I was surrounded by old people. I tried to run, but the door was locked. They wanted me to play bingo and drink prune juice. But I wouldn’t give in. I would not turn to the dark side!
“I DON’T WANT TO BE OLD!’ I screamed loud and clear. Then there was a thud. I opened my eyes. I saw my grandma rushing over to me. She held me close and tried to calm me down.
“You were just dreaming, honey!” Soon I felt better and fell asleep in her arms, going back to the world of old.

