I parked my bike in front of our apartment, staring at the old building that was now a shadow of its former self. The walls from the exterior view were ancient looking and needed urgent painting attention.
I sighed and parked the bike. I inserted the key into the knob, unlocked it and made sure it was locked from the inside. A feeling of lonliness embraced me and I wondered why I had never felt its impact this much.
It was mostly because I was afraid of losing my grandmother at such an early stage in my life, with no one else to turn to. I'd lost both my paternal grandparents before I was born. My maternal grandfather passed on when I was six and I never felt the love of cousins because like myself, both my parents had been the only children of their parents.
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