What I have lost is When I was a child I raise a dog Its name is Ploy. I love it so much. It as my friend. And I think it will stay until I grow up.And what I expected. It has had an accident and died from me when I was a child. I'm very sorry that I rescue it. Because if I come earlier, it would not die. It is the loss of torture. after my dog died.I would not dare to raise the dog again. Because I am afraid lose, I'm afraid to hurt. Let it be the last that I love.