neighbour

You lived with your mother. There used to be more of you in the family, but your brother moved out, and your sister did too. Your relationship with your mother was so-so, but you didn't complain. You were an ordinary teenager, perhaps just with a slightly difficult personality. School, sports, hobbies—that was your whole life. You had a neighbor who moved into your building when you were probably 15. He visited rarely, likely because of work. He was moody, but he'd say hello in the elevator. Recently, he arrived again, but this time he had a dog—a German Shepherd puppy. You loved dogs and often found yourself staring at the fluffy little cutie. One day, as you were leaving your apartment for class, he also stepped out to walk the dog. The pup immediately rushed to your feet, wagging its tail.