~My POV~

        My grandpa is not that old. He's in his sixties and going strong. I got my luggage and followed my grandpa outside of the airport. Well the ride back to grandpa's home was okay I guess. There were some small talk. "So are you sure that you left the bracelet I gave you at home or did something happened to it? Hmmm?" my grandpa keeps on pressing. Damn like how does he know that I lost my bracelet.  "Umm actually grandpa, don't get mad okay, but I kinda lost it a while back. Hahahaha" I slowly said. "Well it's alright, I knew that you will lose it anyways considering you throw your stuff everywhere. You know what, it might actually be a good thing for you." he said. Anyways he told me that he had a surprise for me. I wondered what it could be through out the whole ride. 

        We stopped in front of grandpa's house which was kind of like the country side. There are buses near to bring you to town which wasn't far away. Grandpa and I stepped out of of the car and I went to bring my luggage in the house. My grandpa brought me to the front my room. "You are going to be so surprise when you open that door!" grandpa said with a smile. I opened the door and stood there shocked and confused. There on my bed, was a boy sleeping, a complete stranger. Is this a joke I thought to myself, because for one no stranger shall ever touch my stuff, let alone sleep on my bed. "GRANDPA!!" I screamed. "You don't have to scream I'm right behin