- At the age of 14, I lost the most important person in my life, my grandfather. He was the one who has taken care of me and has helped my parents raised me. The day of his death was the worst day in my life.
- I am very close to my grandfather more than anyone else.
- I really do not care if other people found out that I cry a whole week after I heard the news that my grandfather has passed away on his visit back to Vietnam. I did not get to spend one last time with him nor did I get to go to his funeral. I do not mind if anyone found out but it is still painful to remember my grandfather's death.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Rough Draft of Autobiography
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