This story happened when I was 15 years. I was studying at the school. At that time, I"m very happy to live according to their age and play fun. Every week, I and my family to visit Grandpa and grandma at Pak Chong, buy snacks for sitting around talking questions about life. Is this ever since my family moved to Korat. For I in that time, never mind the loss. Never think that someone who had to leave. And then the event that I didn"t want to to me, it can happen on that day, I remember mother called grandmother fell and fainted and had to enter the hospital. The evening of that day, I went to see. And when I see you tears down realizing. You were very good. I can only tell myself in my heart that you will be all right. And in the night I told me that she is gone I came to the hospital to see her one last time. And when I saw tears come down and I was not. It feels be at great for me. Because I never lose someone close to me before, and commitments. But I promised myself that I will be good. To learn to take care of the family the best. You won"t have to worry. Remember the feelings at that time, it challenges me very much. A great loss as never come back again.