I began playing this game June 19th 2010. That evening during a family bbq my dad collapsed in the bathroom. He was taken to the hospital unconscious in an ambulance. I didn't know it that day, but his iliac artery had ruptured. That night he went through over 100 units of blood while doctors operated and tried to figure out what was wrong. The next morning I went to the hospital. In a waiting room with my mom and many aunts, uncles, and grandparents the doctor came in and said that he was stable. We all cried in relief.
He was in a coma for a few weeks, and in the hospital for more after that. I played this game while he was in the hospital. I had just gotten my driver's license, so for lunch I would go buy 3 $1 Arby's roast beef sandwiches—one each for me and my siblings—and play Zelda. Kind neighbors and church members brought food for my siblings and I while my parents were at the hospital. I played Zelda. I beat the game and it was good. I didn't like it as much as Majora's Mask. Maybe this was circumstantial.
He was in a coma for a few weeks, and in the hospital for more after that. I played this game while he was in the hospital. I had just gotten my driver's license, so for lunch I would go buy 3 $1 Arby's roast beef sandwiches—one each for me and my siblings—and play Zelda. Kind neighbors and church members brought food for my siblings and I while my parents were at the hospital. I played Zelda. I beat the game and it was good. I didn't like it as much as Majora's Mask. Maybe this was circumstantial.