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A review by sammah
Sunny: Diary 3 by Ann M. Martin
5.0
I didn't read this as a kid. I just...I don't know. I couldn't read it, I guess? I don't now. Anyway, I read it tonight and...wow. This is possibly the best book ever written by Ann Martin/the ghosties. It felt so real, so true to life, and it was intense. I bawled through it.
I lost my grandmother in January, my last living grandparent, and I was present for her death. I was also with her a lot in the days and hours leading up to that moment, and it did feel a lot like this. She wasn't able to speak during her last days on earth, just some quiet muttering, but she was able to communicate with us. Smile at us, watch us, listen to us speak to her. Losing someone is hard, and losing them young is even harder. I lost some aunts and uncles young, but the first devastating loss came at 17 when I lost my grandfather. Followed very quickly by the loss of my grandmother and two close friends of the family. It's hard, grief is not for the faint of heart, and I really felt for Sunny in this.
I'm still an emotional wreck. I can't believe a BSC-verse book did this to me. The last time I cried over a BSC book was when Louie the collie died, followed by the death of Mimi.
This one just felt almost TOO real, but that made it good and necessary.
I lost my grandmother in January, my last living grandparent, and I was present for her death. I was also with her a lot in the days and hours leading up to that moment, and it did feel a lot like this. She wasn't able to speak during her last days on earth, just some quiet muttering, but she was able to communicate with us. Smile at us, watch us, listen to us speak to her. Losing someone is hard, and losing them young is even harder. I lost some aunts and uncles young, but the first devastating loss came at 17 when I lost my grandfather. Followed very quickly by the loss of my grandmother and two close friends of the family. It's hard, grief is not for the faint of heart, and I really felt for Sunny in this.
I'm still an emotional wreck. I can't believe a BSC-verse book did this to me. The last time I cried over a BSC book was when Louie the collie died, followed by the death of Mimi.
This one just felt almost TOO real, but that made it good and necessary.