Toppo passed away two month ago.
He always made me smile for 13years.
He had cute eyes and his hair is so fluffy.
He never got mad even if I gave him hundreds of stupid nicknames.
After he was gone, I kept thinking what I could do for him.
Was I a good sister for him?
My parents and I buried his born and planted a dogwood on it.
Today my mom sent me a picture of the tree.
It bloomed.
He cheers me up again.
Finally I accept everything.
Thank you, Toppo.
I love you forever.
