1. Missing My Grandmother
Whoosh..whoosh...whoosh..The wind starts blowing stronger and produces a scary sound in the middle night. It stopped my concentration on anatomy reading. I looked around my room. It was such a weird feeling in me as usual. Lonely. All memories seems flashing in me. It has been four years since I came to America for studying to make my dream come true : to ... ...
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