If I could relive just one day of my life, I want to go back on April 25th. I don't have father. Last year, April 26th in the morning suddenly he dead. As usual I went to school and studied for midterm exam. Even I didn't say 'good morning' to him. I used to go to bed after 2am and wake up at 7:30. I had to go school until 7:50 so I didn't have enough time to get ready for school so of course, I didn't know about it and also I never though about it. Who wants to think about death of parents? I was in school and studied in the library with my friend. About 10pm, my mother texted me 'back to home' and I though she is crazy. Library is perfect place to concentrate my work and she knows that but what choice do I had? I went to back and my grandmother was yelling at me. Even now I can hear her high voice vividly. I went to funeral and saw hime surrounded by chrysanthemum. I started to cry. I don't know why but I just cried. Maybe I was sad. I don't know how I endured that three days. April 25th. It was my father's birthday. I said nothing to him. I was too busy but I know nothing could be excuse. I didn't like him too much since I was 10. Look back on it now, I though he abandoned us. I no longer miss him. I still think about him everyday but no more crying. Someone asks me about domestic economy but it's really okay. If I could relive just one day of my life, I choose April 25th 2012 and I'm going to say 'happy birthday' to my dad