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Phoe-Vien

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U can call me A-Mun
I'm not a boy
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27 April 1985
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Friday, August 22, 2008

Is the sky crying?

The sky is raining right now, is it crying for my teacher? This morning I got the news that she already left us at 8am, I used one hour to cheer up myself. And then I laughed and played around and continue my work today. I know I can't have bad mood when working. I forced myself to be happy and finish my work today. Until now I read the blog entries from her friends writing about her. I seriously can not laugh anymore.

I can not believe such a kind and friendly lady will just leave us like this. During our class, she always smile. She taught me a lot of things. Though our class was just 4 months, but we are very close. And suddenly she just left like this. The other 3 passengers and driver are injured, but why she injured until so serious. Brain was injured so seriously until brain dead. She tahan for another one day, this morning she stop breathing and left us.

I know where is her funeral, but I seriously don't dare to go. None of my classmates dare to go. Once I don't see her, I will still believe she is still alive, just we don't contact each other only. If I am so sad, her family and her boyfriend will even more sad. Ya, I believe that God has his own reason and everything had already planned. But can I don't be so understanding this time? I don't want to accept this. This is so cruel. She is so innocent. She was heading to work but not even reach there, she was sent to hospital.

The first time I cried when someone passed away is when my grandma passed away. That time I was very young, and I saw my grandma never wake up from sleeping so I cry. Then I told myself, next time I won't cry anymore. Then my grandpa passed away, I kept my promise and I didn't cry. My grandpa loves me so much and he always bring snacks for me when he came to my house. Though I didn't cry, but that is the first time I realized what dead is. And yesterday, I cried many times, because my dear teacher had left us. And with this kind of cruel way she left us.

She has a nice and long hair. But after her surgery, her hair has been cut. I really don't dare to go to her funeral. Yes, I am timid, very timid indeed.

God, has You taken her to heaven? Please take good care of her for me. I believe Lord will take good care of her and she will live happily ever after. We will try to be strong and we will miss you forever............................................

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