My 9 năm old copy of "Harry Potter & The Philosopher's Stone" is now in ruins, and I'm on the verge of crying because of that.
I have another 2books of dat but still it was my 1st one..
I understand that this might come across as a joke/silliness to most of you, but there's a reason this book means so much to me, I'm gonna write it down here, bạn don't have to read it, but if bạn do... thank bạn very much. <3
When I was 13, I had to change schools because my Dad had got transferred to a different place than where we used to live before. Changing schools had never been much of problem, since I'd already done that 6 times before this change, but this one suddenly seemed different. It was hell from ngày 1. Nobody wanted to be friends, nobody wanted to talk to the "new girl." People were intimidating. They made fun of me, my physique (I happen to be ridiculously tall & pretty "healthy" at the same time, not that I ever feel ashamed of myself anymore, just that back then, I used to), I became a được ưa chuộng joke. They hated the fact that I knew thêm than them, and they were determined upon punishing me for it. And even though I kept telling my parents & sister about it, they couldn't do anything, they were as helpless as I, due to various reasons (regarding my grandmother's failing health). I got weirded out bởi the entire situation, and I started to change. Maybe it was because of puberty, I'm not sure, but whatever it was, it wasn't good. I started being reclusive, started distancing myself from my family.I became rude & I lashed out at my family members for trying to cheer me up. I obviously had no one to talk to, and it was horrible for me. Then I started đọc Harry Potter obsessively. I've always been somewhat obsessed with Harry Potter, to be honest, but never to that degree. Back then, Harry Potter became my life and my best friend. I would read it & I would be able to identify myself with Harry... it's weird, I can not even explain how it all felt. But I finally had a friend, and his name was Harry Potter.
When I had gotten this book, I was 6, and now I'm 19. This book had salvaged me when I was going through the most difficult phase of my life. And it was torn in two the other day. I'm gonna miss that book so much.
I'm đọc this book for the last time. But I'm not throwing it away, if that even makes sense.
If bạn really did read the whole thing, thank bạn so much.
If bạn didn't, I don't blame bạn much, actually.<3