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July 21, 2005
As I turn the last page, and discover there's no print on the other side, a strange sort of sadness descends. Not because it was a very emotional book, which had me crying at times....no, it's because I have just finished the latest Harry Potter book, and will have to wait at least a year and a half until the final one is released. Panic comes over me. "What will I do after finishing the final book?", "Is there life beyond Harry Potter?", and "Will I ever read another book as long as I live?"
Sad, but true. I become completely enthralled with the Harry Potter books. I remember reading the first book when I was 15, and thinking "My boarding school's nothing like this". Ok, it was an all girls' school, and we were living in the real world, not much to go on. I would wait eagerly for the next book to be released. Getting it before everyone else as my dad brought them back from his travels abroad. It's the only time I lose myself to another world. The imagery is so vivid, that you have to remind yourself you're not there with them, standing as an onlooker. It feels like you've grown up with them, and can understand how they feel. That's why I can't help shedding a tear everytime I think there's only one more book left.
It feels like losing a friend. Not that I would trade any of my friends with Harry Potter, but you know what I mean!
Posted by kat at July 21, 2005 5:46 PM
