User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4059324-20110709155459

The way Harry Potter and I met was in my sophomore English class one day. I was bored, and I wanted a good book to read. Well the girl beside me, who happened to be a HUGE Harry fan and my best friend, had a Harry Potter book stuck under her nose. I knew my parents weren't big on letting me read Harry Potter because of the witchcraft and such, but I struck a fancy and asked her if I could borrow the first one. She was ecstatic! She told me over and over of how much I was going to love the series. She brought me the first book the next day. By 2 o'clock the next morning, not only had I finished the first book, but I had completely fallen head-over-heels for Harry Potter. As I read on through the series, the complete plot became a craving for me. When I read that last sentence of the last book, I felt like the world around me had stopped and started staring. The way Harry Potter is written, the plot, the over fantasy completely baffled me. I was overwhelmed by how far I was pulled into the story every time I read. I love Harry Potter, and I hold J.K.'s way of writing very dear to my heart. I wish that I could be that great of a writer someday.