Riding up in the elevator towards my apartment had my heart thundering in my chest. Going into the unknown was a terrifying feeling that I’m not quite sure how to deal with. That fear of the unknown probably stems somewhere deep down inside.
Not knowing what state the apartment is in is a whole other thing plaguing my mind. I’ve only just gotten the apartment and even though I begged my grandad to come with me, it’s the first place I’ve lived on my own in. It’s been my home, my safe place and the thought of somebody defiling that makes me shiver.
I’m lost in my thoughts as I travel down the corridor, my head full of different kinds of thoughts. What if the whole place was trashed? I can’t afford to replace the furniture. I can’t afford to fix the damages in this entire place.
I unloc
