December 9, 2015. It is the worst day in my life. At 8.00 am and me and Mommy are going to at least try BA OM my medical bawichai on the tractor with sadness. For a moment it sounds louder, a nurse's phone telling rushed to 2-3 minutes later I had arrived at a hospital. My father, it virtually to the end. Everybody's gutted, I was hugging my mom and dad are very long. Because the father could communicate. Later the father suddenly died peacefully a short time and after that my family came together and bring dad out of the hospital. The last However, to date, it will be worse and the past hard for me, but I must.
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