The End

it's finally the end..
1 week before this,
i really don't feel like going home.
i hate facing the coffin..
i hate to see the picture of her.

now,
feeling better.
maybe get used to it?
everytime after school,
i will spend few minutes standing looking at her picture.
she looks happy in the picture.
i can never see her again.
yesterday was her 7th day she passed away,
i was scared.
and i dunno why.
i scared to see her.
everytime i reached home,
i will sure think of the pass..
she used to call me eat rice after school.
walked around here and there.
asked me to take bath..

byebye,
grandma..
i'll always remember u..