HW5. free writing -essay

I will introduct my essay written in essay writing class.

At the one moment

      In the darkness, one shiny sparkle comes out from my face. The sparkle becames bigger and fall down. Pattern of my pillowcase change to moist flower. because of the cold air, the tip of my nose is cold. There is on one next to me. In my hand, I can't feel any finger joint. But I try to feel her filger joint and I call her.

      Suddenly I feel a cold spirit. I think that If I turn my head, There will be someone watching me. Without any slight shock, I shake her with my hand. And I say " Are you asleep?" I gear slience. I shake her with my hand more strong. I say again. " Are you asleep?" While asleep my grand mother say " Don't be scared, I'm here."
After hearing her voice, I think that someone watching me will run away to another place. I cuddle her breast, I say again " If I don't sleep, You don't sleep Okey?". As I fall asleep I say " You... don't... sleep....."

      On another night, expecially before rain,  She say "My thumb hurts.." Then I grab her thumb, add the pressure. After a fee minites, She says " I'm OK, I worry about your hand and arm. You can stop massaging"

      Her hand is like the root of an old tree that was threatened from time, worried about childern, libertine husband, hard agriculteral work. Because of arthritis, Inside of her thumb protrudes like a half-moon. She didn't talk about her life, I can feel her arduous life.

      She became weak. She was 82 years old. Her body wanted to go back to the soil. One spring day after finishing school, I came home. My mom said " Because your grand mother wanted wash her, she took a shower". That means my grand mother will go to the soil in time. I'm confused. I haven't anything to do for my grandmother. I can only be by her side. Because my grandmother worried that if she died in our room, it would scare me. My grandmother aked my mother to move her body to my mother's room before she die. So she meets her death in my parent's room. When she died, her face was in peace. After she died her warm hand is unchanged.