My grandmother took care of me, raised me, I knew that she loved me very much, and I always loved and respected her. I did everything for her.
My grandmother had a son and two grandchildren, my brother and me, who always made her feel alone and because of whom my grandmother used to be upset lot of times, but she loved me very much.
But unfortunately, my grandmother passed away and everything I learned after that was terrible and incomprehensible to me. It turned out that my grandmother decided to give her house not to me, but to my brother, because of whom she always cried and was upset.
I’m surprised, until now I can’t imagine how she could do such a thing, how could she be so mean to me, when I was always standing by her side.
Understand me correctly, the issue is not the house, but the attitude. I’m like totally broken right now.