
Seeing the difference in Dans grandma really makes me cry. The imahes we see of the younger her (when Dan was a child) compared to the her right now... its hard to even recognize her.
It hits very close to home for me. My grandmother was the same. I remember her as full of life and hard working. She always had a smile on her face. But the last time I saw her in the hospital, i did not recognize her. She was unconchous, and i just remember standing there thinking i was next to a stranger.
Its a truly unforgettable feeling. In your mind you want to remember the person in their best, with the biggest smile on their face. But when youre faced with reality, you refuse to even believe it.

This is one of those stories you wish to see a rebirth version of. I want to see a good ending. I want to see the seme getting what he deserves. But this story is so beautiful because there is nothing like that. This is a raw and realistic story without any cheap drama or tricks. As much as I dream about these characters getting their happy ending, i know in reality that wouldnt happen...

Why do i do this to myself? I know the ending. Ive read this a million times. But I still keep coming bsck. And evety time I still cry. Full on ugly crying in my bed at midnight. I hate how real and raw this story is. I cant stand the sad ending. This is truely a masterpiece of a story and there will never be anything on the same level as this. At least not for me.

I love this chapter! Also madw me think about how theres many reasons why he wouldnt like the money:
1. Hes a child and doesnt get what it is, conpared to the cool playing cards or origami money looks booring
2. His og family is rich so parents cared more about money then him, he mightve noticed in his old house how ppl lay more attention to it then him
3. He was kidnapped foe money
Obviously only the 1st reason really makes since but the other ones are also interesting to note wince our potato does seem pretty aware of his surroundings
Glad to see we're all in agreement. This was trash.