The Devoted Grandma Was My Poisoner

My grandmother always told me I was a curse, a jinx who killed her only son.

Yet when I ended up paralyzed, she stayed by my side, taking care of me night and day.

When I got into college on a full scholarship, she thought our bitter days were finally behind us.

Instead, I handed every single cent over to my gambling-addict aunt.

Then, I set up a live stream titled: "Death Countdown for a Lonely 80-Year-Old Woman."

The internet exploded with fury, calling me an ungrateful monster and wishing me the worst possible fate.