Haiiz,todae i went to c pray my grandmother..veri sad,realli veri sad.Cuz it been years we hab not visit her house le,but we do visit her funeral .So,we went to her house,everything seem no change,the plates we used is dere,the bed she slept is still there,the pillow she use is still there,the cup she drank is still there,the photo she had is still there,the clock she used is stil there,the handcraft she made is still there,the machine we used for making clothes is still there(kept for abt 10yrs,since my mummy ish young)..
cuz my 4th uncle is living dere it should be clean and span bah..but he is single,somemore addicted to comptuer games,u anytime go visit hym,he sure is plae computer(not reali everytime,sometime he work.)so,the floor veri dirty...
Den the house realli no different,i feel so famelier,but at the same time unfamelier.At the moment,i feel lyke crying..i feel veri angry about me.When my grandmother was still alive,i nv treasure her,i took everything for granted.everytime my mummy wana visit her,i feel so sian,but now even if i want to,it far too late.4yrs pass,the feeling of guilty is stil dere.However,the feeling of my grandmother spirit is still here,cuz when we wanna leave,it strt to rain,rain heavly.I had a feeling of my grandmother wanna let us stay.And it rain for 30min,should be enough for my grandmother.
