Grandma, damn it!

No. 827 The story I'm introducing this time

Here, I write articles about touching stories that have become topics on the internet or in the news, along with videos uploaded to YouTube and other platforms, as "stories so good they make you cry."

This time, I am introducing a post by a grandson who wrote about his feelings for his grandmother.

Regarding the posting date, I confirmed the post from June 1, 2007, based on what is listed in the
source link, but I apologize if that is incorrect.

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I returned to my hometown for the first time in four years, and when I was leaving, I was forced to take an envelope. When I thought the thickness was strange, it had 500,000 yen in it, damn it!

I thought it was strange when she handed it to me, damn it!

Even 10,000 yen is a huge amount of money for me, so what is this 500,000 yen, damn it!

I almost died in an accident a while ago, and I'm really broke right now.

But Grandma,

what are you doing, damn it!

How much trouble did you go through to earn that 500,000 yen, Grandma?

The vegetables you grow and sell are 100 yen a bag, damn it!

It's only five cucumbers in a bag, but how much trouble did you go through to make them, damn it!

With your bent back, bending it even further to weed, water, fertilize, and make supports and bag them up, it's not easy, damn it!

Grandma, you say your body is tired, your head hurts, your back hurts, and your legs hurt, don't you, damn it!

Grandma's cucumbers are made by wearing out your life, damn it!

It's not just about the amount of money, the value of money isn't just that, damn it!

I feel like I'm eating Grandma's life...

I can't stop crying, damn it!

I'm sorry for not going back to my hometown and for selling 28-page, 300-yen fanzines, damn it!

My books and Grandma's vegetables have different values!

Grandma, whom I met for the first time in four years, has become so small, her voice has become so quiet, and even though she used to be a hard worker, she was lying down the whole time saying her head hurt, damn it!

Please go to the doctor.

Please go to a chiropractor.

I'm begging you!

I'm begging you, Grandma!

"Medical expenses are free with my atomic bomb survivor's handbook, so don't worry about it." Even if medical expenses are free, transportation costs aren't free, damn it!

"I'm happy that you're alive. Use this money to buy a car, or if you don't use it now, you can use it for marriage funds."

Like that,

damn it!

Grandma, damn it!

What should I do, damn it!

I don't even have a partner, let alone marriage funds, damn it!

I want to make Grandma feel at ease and happy, but I can't even do that, damn it!

I can't use it, I can't use it, damn it!

I already accepted it, so I can't return it, damn it!

If I return it, Grandma will surely be sad.

But I want to return it, damn it!

What should I do, damn it!

I am a bad grandson.

I'm not worth Grandma doing that for me.

I didn't go back to my hometown for four years, damn it!

In the time I didn't go back, Grandma has become so small, damn it!

Her hand bones look like they'll snap, damn it!

It was just four years to me, but it's more than enough time for Grandma to get old, damn it!

Grandma, Grandma, I don't want you to die.

I don't want you to die.

Please live forever and let me show you filial piety, damn it!

Let me rub your back.

Let me hold your hand and walk up the hill, damn it!

Great-grandma, Great-grandpa, thank you for saving me during the accident!

Don't take Grandma away yet, damn it!

My next day off is at the end of the year, damn it!

I won't go to the festival.

I'm going back to my hometown.

Wait for me, Grandma, damn it!

Let's go to the hot springs together.

I'll do my best to save my small salary, damn it! damn it! damn it!

Homage?

The story I introduced this time, "Grandma, damn it!", has a very similar story.

It is this one that I posted in the past.

Damn it!

This is a post by a woman who wrote about her feelings for her husband, who was kind and good-natured, always putting himself second, but who passed away to heaven before their child was born. It was posted three years before the one I introduced this time.

I didn't know if it was an homage, an imitation, a rip-off, or if it was posted without knowing anything at all.

Finally

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I am simply writing these articles because I want to share stories that made me cry with everyone.

However, if there are any issues such as "copyright," I will delete them, so please let me know.

In addition, the header image posted was created using materials from Irasutoya and Minchirie.

Thank you for staying with me until the end.