The parts of my world that are seemingly far away from my home are falling apart. First one person that has always been there dies. Then my great grandma and her sister die, who I so obviously took for granted. When she died my grandma went to live in her house.... Laying on her couch one night I got to thinking...how old is she? How long until she's gone too?.... Then I realize what's going to happen to this place once she's gone?! A place with so many wonderful moments and memories will be sold to some stranger and I'll never see this place again!!!! Because I know my parents can't keep it on their own they simply can't afford it......It breaks my heart cause I have a lot of family out in country where my great grandma used to live. I almost never see them so I take them for granted. Thinking they're there and they always will be, that nothing... will change.But as I get older at home so do they... Almost all of them are way older than I am and...... soon enough they will be gone too. And all I can do is cry not knowing what to do... While I can do all but nothing except watch and wait as my already small, lonely world crumbles and crashes down in the corner of my eye.