Yesterday was a raining day.I got hold of my umberlla and follower went to cemetery. That day was my grandma's deathday.
She was a kind man.She love me very much. Before she dead, she had already be cardiac. she always blow her top and make a noise that we have to cover up our ears.We undersdand she was very miserable. Maybe death could make her more comfortable than living.Many days and many nights, I miss her.
In fount of tombstone. I was craing. All her life was not order. I hope that she would be happiness at heaven.
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