User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4160319-20110717163634

"What does Harry Potter mean to you?" Being given the task, I was suddenly baffled by just how to answer this question. You see, if I were to fully explain just what Harry Potter means to me, I'd probably have to write a 10-page essay. But to sum it up simply, Harry Potter, to me, is more than just a series; it's a friend I could turn to at any time, and would always be there for me. Upon entering middle school, I went through a lot of stressful changes. My two best friends, who used to play "Harry Potter" with me on the playground, were no longer by my side. I felt like a Hermione without her Harry and Ron. (In fact, when we played "Harry Potter", I was always Hermione due to my bushy brown hair, large front teeth, and my love of reading). It didn't take long for my lonely 11-year-old self to slip into a heavy depression; the heaviest I've ever been through. But my light in the darkness, or, more literally my smile in the sadness, was created by pulling out my tattered copies of Harry Potter. I must have read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone at least 10 times in that year. Even if I only had 30 seconds to read one snippet, I would. And I would fall into the comforting pages of my favorite books. Thanks to Harry, Ron, Hermione and their dangerous, adventurous antics, I climbed out of the deepening hole that was my depression. I'm getting a bit misty-eyed as I sit here and write this response because Harry Potter, literally, saved my life. From those days on I vowed to always be loyal to Harry Potter in the return for what the series and J.K. Rowling had done for me. In having attended the midnight premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2, I am deeply saddened to know that the roller coaster ride that the whole experience was is coming to an end. But, having helped healed my scars on my body and soul, I know that my love for Harry Potter with always live on in my heart.

xoxo - Katherine