Last week, my grandmother died,therefore, I had to come back to Pingtung to join the funeral. On Wednesday morning, my sister and I got up very early to take the train at 6:15. The train was vey comfortable and fast so we all fall asleep. After 3 hours, we arrived Pingtung. As soon as we left the train station, we saw that our parents waved hands to us. Then,we got in my father's car and chatted with them a lot. I haven't seen them for a month and I miss them very much.
All of my cousins and relatives came back to my grandparents' home, and we all wore black clothes to show our sadness. At about 1:30, the funeral started. We saw that our grandmother lay on the bed, and then we talked to her because it was the last time that we could see her. When we talked to her, everyone cried except me. I didn't why I didn't cry, but I just didn't want to cry. As I saw them cry, I feel that they were phony. Before my grandmother died, some of them seldom came to visit her, and they even did something bad that made my grandmother feel sad before.However, they cried loudly in the funeral. I didn't know what to say, but their behaviors were strange to me.
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2 comments:
Just do youself and don't be like those phone people.
Many adults are phony. Just Vivi say: do yourself. But someday we need to deal with phonies because in the society, maybe you never know who is kind one, and who is phony one until the last second.
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