User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4167212-20110722024559

I was introduced to Harry Potter when I was just seven, and at that age you think everything is real. I can remember, sitting at my grandma's kitchen table everyday after school, and her just reading the books to me. It was our thing. She'd just read and read and read until she got too tired to read anymore. I'd always sit there in amazement. I couldn't wait until I turned eleven and got my letter to Hogwarts. I unfortunately never got to finish the books with my grandma. She lost her life to cancer before the series was finished, but still I continued to read. I grew up an only child, but reading about the Weasley's made me feel as if I had siblings. In essence, the Harry Potter series meant family to me. It showed me friendship. It showed me loyalty. Most importantly, the series showed me love. It became my escape when life felt too hard. Harry Potter, to me, ended up being my childhood. The whole series coming to an end is extremely emotional. Then again, it's never an end is it?