Today I went past enous again. I looked up the sky, looked around the blocks. I remembered my grandma. I lost her not long ago. It was a like a dream. For one moment, she could be happily cooking dinner for everyone in the family. For the next moment, she is gone. Everyone say " treasure your love ones before it is too late ". I agree but I just took it for granted. For every time I walk pass the enous area, I will always feel sad, depressing, emotionally hurt. Some says that life is a matter of time. It can't be prevented. When it is time to go, you go. I think I still can't accept it. It really hurts when I think about how much my grandma had done for me. From the little things to the most troublesome problems.... I neglected her ! If there was to be a chance, I would say 我 爱 你 阿ma,我 對 不 起 你! [ I LOVE YOU AHMA AND I AM SORRY! ] :(