User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4135993-20110711125045

Harry Potter, you ask? Harry Potter means my eight year old self always having a friend to turn to, even in the darkest of times. No matter what happened in my life, I always had Harry, Ron, Hermione and all my other Hogwarts friends to turn to when I was feeling down. Harry Potter means crying hysterically onto my mother's shoulder when my Hogwarts acceptance letter did not come via owl on my 11th birthday. Harry Potter means, dressing up for every midnight book release and midnight movie release. Harry Potter means connecting and making lifelong friends in middle and high school, when the 'cool kids' thought me weird for always 'having my nose' in a book. Harry Potter taught me to withstand all kinds of ridicule, if only because Harry, Hermione and Ron were enduring the same thing at the hands of Draco Malfoy and the rest of his Slytherin housemates. Harry Potter means being rushed to the hospital for a broken arm after trying to 'fly' off my kitchen counter on the broom. Harry Potter means never backing down if I believed in something because I knew in my heart I was Gryffindor, and the brave never back down. But most of all, Harry Potter means my childhood. Never in my life has a work of art inspired me more than J.K. Rowling's magical Wizarding World of Harry Potter, and for that I am extremely proud, because I can say that it has influenced me in all the right ways.