I'll be pretty sad if an important people leaves me. My grandmother died when I was only 5 years old. At that time, I thought I was the least fortunate person of the world. While other kids were enjoying their grandparents' caress, I can only stay at home and wait my mother come back. When I grew older, I began to meditate why my mother gave birth to me so late, so that I had less time with her. To be honest, I'm fear of lonely and admire the people who like Lucy. I cherish the present. I hope I will be enough optimistic to face the life leaving one day.