User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4153043-20110716000409

I remember picking up the first book when I was eight and from that moment on I was propelled into a whole other universe. It started with my mom and I reading the book together, but eventually she lost interest but it captivated me. I spent nights awake imagining myself living in the harry potter world. I really loved reading the books and would bring them with me to my doctors appointments and tests. I have crohn's which was diagnosed to me around the time I started reading the series. The last book came out at the perfect time. I was 15 years old and I had my first surgery and It was pretty awful. I felt awful, I sounded awful...but 2 days after the surgery the book came out and was placed into my hands. I stayed up until 4 or 5 in the morning in the hospital bed pouring over the book. I was even on NY1 because someone had donated a few books to the hospital, i of course already had it. I read it so quickly and when it was done, I appreciated the masterpiece as it had helped me get through my worst times. I thank harry potter for helping me and giving me a joyous childhood when there were so many times where I could have been depressed, Harry was always showing me, my life isn't so bad. His was waaay harder. Harry potter means a lot to me, i cannot express in words what an imagination is, but i can tell you that harry allowed my imagination to reach new heights that would not have been possible.