GONE FOREVER

I woke up, when my mother called me...
so I checked for her condition, her breath ... use my finger to figure it out
but I can't feel her breath
I couldn't believe it...

She was my Grandma.

at the first day of her death...
I cried

second, third, forth,
still played the poker with my relatives, and some of you comes to visit...

the last night and the last day to bury
I was broke down properly

a person who lived with me everyday, She left...She had gone
I still can't get used to it

every time, I open the door... I can't see her, greet her again
I just can tell you,
She is very kind, never scold me...
when She was strong those days,
bought me food every morning till I am get bored of it...

much more, She never rang the bell for us,
the bell for the emergency , my mother putted her room
She never rang it for once...

She didn't like to bother others.
the last night She was still alive,couldn't moved her body out of her bed
She doted my mother cause She didn't want her to be suffered to take care on her


I am so proud for being her granddaughter.
well now I am fined. ;D