User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4130454-20110709075955

I remember first watching the first harry potter movie. I didn't like it, and my mom was convinced it was some sort of devil story so we shouldn't take any part in it (must of been when I was six or so, hadn't even started school yet). Fast forward to eighth grade, my friends were all going to the Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince premiere and asked me to come with; for some reason I decided to tag along, positive I still wouldn't like it. And yet I did, the months following that movie I read all the books and watched all the movies, with a new appreciation for the story. With the addition of Harry Potter in my life, I suddenly gained something very cliched, magic. I'd been feeling pretty empty for a while then, and suddenly there was excitement in my life again. Ever since then, whenever i feel apart from everyone, an outcast, or a freak, well, like J.K. Rowling said, Hogwarts welcomed me home. So, in conclusion, Harry Potter is probably the only I can truly count on in my life; my safe place.