I wrote an editorial on this, but I'm going to add more into it. I was left alone after my brother left home, so I was a bit sad, that I was also being bullied a lot at school. So my parents wanted to cheer me up, so they asked me what I wanted. My brother left me this PS2 and it had Tekken and Need for Speed, but I didn't have a game to call my own. So I wanted a game for myself, we went to Target for 3 days looking for something. None of the games seemed interesting to me, so I kept going each day, not finding anything. But I kept passing Kingdom Hearts, it kept catching my eye, but I kept dismissing it because it was Disney and I thought it was childish. So the last day came, my parents told me to find something or won't come back. So I went around and I didn't find anything, but Kingdom Hearts. I just got it on a whim and I never regretted that purchase.
When I fell in love with the game though... I guess it was like after Traverse Town and I got to Wonderland... I was so confused on that area and I didn't know what to do, so I kept going to Gamestop when I went to the mall and I would sit there in a corner to read the walkthrough on what to do, that's when I started to realize how hooked I was to the game and how much I loved it. I eventually bought the book, it's in my room, ripping apart, but I guess the rips show how much I loved it that I kept using it. xD