Years ago, there was an argument between my mom and me, and I left home to struggle for my own business. Ever after that, it has been 30 years without going back home, even though I know she was looking for me. Today, I finally decided to go home with reputation and wealth that I have received through all these years. Nevertheless,all I knew from the neighbors was the message of her death.
After I heard that her tomb was set in hometown, I went back to the old house that we used to live when I was just a little boy. The environment changed so much that I couldn't even recognize the house clearly. Finally, I stoped in front of an old house where trees and grasses grew all around. I entered the house; dusks flew out when the door was opened. I cleaned up the house using the whole morning. When I eventually had some time to take a rest, a strange voise came from the outsideof the house. I frowned and went out. It was from the area where was behind the house. I ran to the backyard. Blood floated on the ground and when I followed the trend of blood to see what was there, I found that two pale hands reached out from the soilwith blood on it. I tembled and steped back with full fear. A woman who wore white dress but was turned to red by blood sprawled out of the ground. Her hair was too messy to see clearly who she was. But her figure was familiar. When she raised her head, two eyes without any mood stared at me. I wouldn't forget her face though I left her for so long.
It was my poor mom who I missed so much.