User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4185000-20110722031728

Well, Harry Potter means a great deal to my life. I think it was one of the most significant stories of my childhood. You see, I lived in stories and in books. I was unusually precocious and could read at the age of 2 year old. Of my entire 700-student elementary school, I had read more books than any of them. I first picked up Harry Potter when I was 8, and read it within one or two days. I then moved on to the second and third books and was captivated. Now, by this time, I was on to much more challenging books, but the story of Harry Potter--the magic, the adventure, the friendship--excited me more than any other book I'd read. From then on, I went to every single midnight release of the following books and of all the movies. I went to large midnight releases, and small ones. I've dressed up. I've gone with friends, and I've gone by myself. I'm now 20, and a part of my heart feels broken knowing there's nothing left to come in the series. But I'm reminded that Harry Potter is not over for me yet. There's still the theme park! And of course, I can continue to reread and rewatch the films (I've read the 7th book three times, and all the ones before it several more times. I'm sure I've read the first about 10 times).

So basically, Harry Potter is a part of my imagination that still lives vibrantly. It is a part of my childhood that I refuse to say goodbye to. It is a part of my life that I will cherish always, and it will be a story I pass down to my children.