We’ll always have Hogwarts

I did not have a happy childhood. I was lonely and misunderstood, to say the least. But there was one part of my childhood which was absolutely wonderful. I had my books and my imagination. I used to love reading. I think it was my way of escaping reality.

Harry Potter was the ultimate escape from reality. It would fill my mind with characters, images and magic. It was also about love, friendship, kindness and loss. I read the first book when I was 12. I was hooked. I used to relish every word and every page.

Even now, when adult life hits me hard, I go back to Harry Potter. Sometimes the books, other times the films. It comforts me. I guess the fact that I found comfort in it during a sad childhood, makes me turn to it as an adult too.

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