My grandmother watched me grow up and took care of me when I was a little girl because my parents were frequently away at work. She loved me so much that she would do anything for me, but I did not realize this until she passed away. Being the only adult at home, she had to do all the household chores and take care of me at the same time. Every day after school, she would wait for me at the doorway and ask me what I wanted to eat for lunch, and immediately she would cook the food for me. Every time I went out to play with my friends, she would ask me where I was going and when I would return home, so that she would know when to prepare the dinner for me. As I grew older, however, I started to hate the way she waited for me everyday at the doorway and asked me where I was going. I told her that I was now old enough and that she didn't have to treat me like a little girl anymore. However, she continued to act the same way . One day when I came home from school and saw her standing there waiting for me as always I simply burst out in anger. I yelled at her and told her that I was older now and that I did not need her anymore. She did not say anything to me and I stormed out the house. I came home very late that night and slipped in to my room quietly. I was surprised to find a bowl of rice and two plates of dishes on the table. I did not eat the food and dumped the whole thing into the trash can. The next morning I woke up early and went to school without saying anything to her.