Simple daily&horror night

One day, I told to my friend I had a blog. She's happy to know but sigh, she said I don't share my daily here. Oh, I replied her my prost is my live, it's true.But, she's right. So, I think I should write my simple diary once, to two, or three...

Let me talk about my grandmother.My grandmother lived at my home those day. In fact, I don't know more about her. Just understand she's very old, and freedom. If she want, she can lived with her son or her daughters. I scarcely noticed her, other cares completely absorbed me. I am not a good granddaughter. When my grandmother want to cooking in our kitchen, I must stop to her action loudly until she could hear my words clearly. But now, I don't mind she cook or not, just think she feels happy is ok, I take care and prevent the fire happen is ok.

She also sit on sofa alone, and watch TV or snooze to spend her time. We rarely chat because she can't hear my words, I try to talking more and more loudly, but no effect...

And you know, old women have some strange behaviour. At midnight, if she can't sleep, then she will walk around all rooms to see you sleep or not. that is horror thing---slowly, slowly, the voice from the shoes......

How poor, my writing. Write more next time. If you see this, don't mind my mistake.