One afternoon, I was on my way home from school. I walked slowly along the street. This street two sides of the scene is beautiful, but I am not interested. I walk, remember the day of what happened.

 

　　Just a few minutes before the second class that afternoon, someone told me to go to the teacher's office. I heard my teachers and my mother's anger.

 

　　How can you go in without permission movie? At the top of the mother speaking voice, the flapping I. I watched her mother, gape…

 

　　I walked slowly, because I can see my family before the front of the house, where mother always stood in the doorway, smiling at me, at this time every day. But now, she wasn't there. I hear is beating faster. I dare not even open the door for worry about mother should beat again.

 

　　Not knowing what to do, I sat on the ground near the door, blame themselves for everything. I fell into deep pain.

 

　　Suddenly, a soft hand patted me on the head. I looked up and saw mom stood beside me. I couldn't help crying, mom! Tears rolling down my cheek.