My life was perfect when I was twelve years old. I had a big family1my sister, Chrissy, and a little brother, Patrick, whom I loved greatly. Spring was coming, and I was2about another summer with Grandma. She and I had great fun together last summer. She was retiring (退休) this year, 3 that meant more time with her. Then, on April 11, 2017, at 10:00 P.M., we were all going to bed when the phone rang. My uncle was 4 to say that Grandpa had just taken Grandma to the hospital...
The next morning I was told that Grandma was gone due to a heart disease. I tried to be strong, but even my father5. I hadn't even said goodbye to her. I couldn't control my6anymore and began to cry loudly. It finally hit me: She was gone7. All she had left me were 8in the garden- the hours we spent planting flowers and taking care of9. I believe that my grandma is a star watching over me, and she would have wanted me to be10and happy like her, even though there are bad times. My family and friends love me for who I am and support me for what I do, as I know my grandma would, too.
