QW: A person who left an impression on me...

Yesterday, me and my sister were walking to our home after delivering a present to little baby Jacob. We were heading up the stairs to the door of our apartment when we saw a hunched over elderly woman who was as shriveled up as a prune. She was holding a cane shakily in her right hand and she stopped to stare confusedly up at me and my sister. She hobbled over to the first floor apartment room with the number 104 on it and knocked impatiently on the door. When nobody replied she rang the doorbell and yelled, "IS THIS MY HOUSE?" And the freaked out young lady inside replied, "No. No, please. Please move along now."

And the woman frowned at me and my sister and asked us, "Is this my house?"

My sister looked at me for guidance. I shrugged half-heartedly. I had honestly never seen that woman ever before.I frowned and quickened my steps. After a few seconds she followed us and started to make her way towards the elevator door. I panicked. This woman was obviously confused and wacked. She had no idea which house she lived in, so was she planning on stopping at each floor to yell "IS THIS MY HOUSE?" I decided then and there no, she wouldn't be doing that when I was on the elevator. So when she yelled "WAIT!" as the door to the elevator began to slide slowly to a close, I pressed the "><" button to clang the door shut.

My sister stared up at me with her mouth wide open.

"Why-" She began to say. I cut her off with a twist of my head. "I'll explain later."

Although I tried very hard that day to get the image of that old woman out of my head, I found that I couldn't. The picture of her dumbfounded expression as the elevator doors began to close kept haunting me throughout the day. She was, a "deer caught in the headlights" as they say. Her child-like expression on her aged face was something I will never forget.