I staggered backwards, head throbbing, unable to gain balance. The cold night air surrounded me, numbing my fingers as they pressed against my burning forehead. My blurry eyes could barely make out the shapes before me, but I could see a figure standing merely feet away, drinking the blood of a—unicorn? As I tried to concentrate on the dying being, something leapt over me unexpectedly. I—
“Megan, time for dinner!” I heard from outside of my bedroom.
“One more minute!” I called, desperate to read just one more line, just one more chapter. I was consumed by this renowned work of literature. A life-long love of reading mixed with a great book series and a dash of an obsessive personality can make a potion that is intense, to say the least. The Harry Potter Series is an integral part of my identity and has molded me into the book-addict I am today.
I cannot remember when I first saw a Harry Potter book. My mom became a pretty big fan and, after watching the first two movies, she started reading the series when I was about four years old. I have hazy …show more content…
Sure, I had read chapter books before and I did enjoy them, especially the Magic Tree House Series, but no book really let me become the characters, the setting, and the story. When I read Harry Potter, I fell inside the books and could no longer separate reality from fiction. While reading, I became Hermione deciding on which potion would allow them to advance to the next room. I was Harry, figuring out the Sphynx’s riddle in the Triwizard Tournament maze. My name was Ron Weasley and I had five brothers and a sister. Ever since reading the series, I have been able to fall into every book I read. Unless the book is outrageously bad or outstandingly boring, I can turn the words on a page into events playing out before my very eyes. I owe a great deal of my reading ability to J.K. Rowling and the magical world she
“Megan, time for dinner!” I heard from outside of my bedroom.
“One more minute!” I called, desperate to read just one more line, just one more chapter. I was consumed by this renowned work of literature. A life-long love of reading mixed with a great book series and a dash of an obsessive personality can make a potion that is intense, to say the least. The Harry Potter Series is an integral part of my identity and has molded me into the book-addict I am today.
I cannot remember when I first saw a Harry Potter book. My mom became a pretty big fan and, after watching the first two movies, she started reading the series when I was about four years old. I have hazy …show more content…
Sure, I had read chapter books before and I did enjoy them, especially the Magic Tree House Series, but no book really let me become the characters, the setting, and the story. When I read Harry Potter, I fell inside the books and could no longer separate reality from fiction. While reading, I became Hermione deciding on which potion would allow them to advance to the next room. I was Harry, figuring out the Sphynx’s riddle in the Triwizard Tournament maze. My name was Ron Weasley and I had five brothers and a sister. Ever since reading the series, I have been able to fall into every book I read. Unless the book is outrageously bad or outstandingly boring, I can turn the words on a page into events playing out before my very eyes. I owe a great deal of my reading ability to J.K. Rowling and the magical world she