I am afraid that I will forget her one day. I have only four days with her. She is now alive, it is 15 years old, it should be a very beautiful girl, I hope she is dead. This is better for her. When I saw her, she is looking at the cartoon. A beautiful little girl believes that everyone will pay attention to the pure beauty. I have never seen anything else. I still remember that her mother gave her a meat, but also a cake. She has a lot. At that time, I was very hungry, my mood was very bad, especially looking at others to eat. Little sister, I regret that I have not received your electronic pet. I regret it.
On the first night, in a new environment, people are very bored. I really like children, so there, I quickly became the king of four children, and her room had three rooms from me. She stayed there as a day, so her children met. Maybe I seem to be a very smart person, she runs to let me see her electronic pet, a small e-chicken. Now think about it, that thing is really difficult. But a group of children don't have anything to play, soon get it. She is very happy, sitting on the bed, keeping the chicks, and I have checked checkers with other children. It is a very happy thing to play with your child because they are not hidden in their hearts. They are really happy. The next day, I have forgotten a lot of things ... I don't know if I deliberately forget it or really damaged ... At noon, a woman who looks very young to see her. She has a 8-year-old brother, very cute, very similar to their mother, a person who looks very gentle. I didn't know that children like us, their parents can be born in the second child, regardless of the remedy. That young woman, I thought it was her sister, her back. I saw her album, why are people smile when they are photographing? Is it in order to cover up the pain and helplessness? At that time, we were already very familiar. Watch TV, chat, and play chess. My high school classmates must make it happy to see me, and no one will believe it. A group of children happy, talking about her, talking about her two moms. I only knew at the time. The sister is very happy, she has two moms hurting her. The bad sister, actually uses a happy expression to deceive me. After another day, I still forgot a lot, I can't remember. It seems just holding a sister watching TV. In those days, it is Journey to Journey, Beijing starts from five o'clock to eight points, there are channels to play. The sister is very thin, the body is very weak, it looks like a child of the 8-year-old child. Holding her, talking about her mother, her home. You sigh, my sister, I first listen to the child sigh. Who likes two moms ... her postmother is pregnant with her mother, she and her brother are judged to her father. That day, when I went to her room, my sister made us touch her spine. That is a shape that you will never believe, it is terrible, twisted into a S-type. Looking at her X-ray, it is clearer. On the X-ray, the huge heart, there is one-third of the chest. When I was holding my sister, my hand was put on her left shoulder, under the clavicle, I clearly felt my heartbeat. But can you skip a few years? Two years? Three years? Maybe only one year. I admire my sister and can endure such pain. From the outside, you can't see it. However, a child, why should this suffer? When she watched her TV, she looked at her beautiful smile, I am sad. I think, if this time can be cured her disease, then treat the spine in the future. She can be a beautiful girl, which may be able to make up for her pain. She is so good, there must be many boys like her in the future. Opposite to the old lady who didn't know, said to us, such a beautiful little girl, we are all laughing, I and her. But I wanted to cry at that time. The date of surgery is set, on the morning of July 24. Her name and I have written to the small blackboard of the nurse room. That small blackboard, written on the left is the second day, the one written on the right is the next day. Two people are very happy, I hope to get rid of the past. I was at that time, I hope that my sister is going well. Both of us, hand drawn, coughing loudly on the corridor, called training.
