I just finished the fifth Harry Potter book and I'm still crying....
Don't worry, I won't give anything away.
I loved it and hated it. I hated it when it made me so frustrated I wanted the throw the book out the window, I loved it when it made me laugh despite all that frustration, I loved the feeling it gave me, like I was coming back to an old friend.
And then a particular person dies.
And I start crying.
And can't stop.
I kept on crying all the way through the end of the book and I've been done for an hour or so and I'm still on the verge of tears.
It's not the way I am when I read any old book and someone dies either.....i feel like i've really lost someone in my own life. It doesn't help to remind myself that it's only a book, that none of these people are even real, that it's just a story.
Because making myself believe that none of it means anything, that none of it is in any way real, that would hurt so much more than just this one death.
I want the world in these books to be real. When I'm reading them, they are real, they become more important and more alive than the real world.
I've known this person for a good four years. This person has been in my life for four years, and I can't just give them up, let them be gone....and it all sounds so stupid because i've only known them from words on paper, from something fabricated out of JK rowling's mind.
He/She wasn't supposed to die!! He/She was supposed to live.....i'm still in denial. Still thinking they're gonna come back in the next book or something.
gah.
I loved it and hated it. I hated it when it made me so frustrated I wanted the throw the book out the window, I loved it when it made me laugh despite all that frustration, I loved the feeling it gave me, like I was coming back to an old friend.
And then a particular person dies.
And I start crying.
And can't stop.
I kept on crying all the way through the end of the book and I've been done for an hour or so and I'm still on the verge of tears.
It's not the way I am when I read any old book and someone dies either.....i feel like i've really lost someone in my own life. It doesn't help to remind myself that it's only a book, that none of these people are even real, that it's just a story.
Because making myself believe that none of it means anything, that none of it is in any way real, that would hurt so much more than just this one death.
I want the world in these books to be real. When I'm reading them, they are real, they become more important and more alive than the real world.
I've known this person for a good four years. This person has been in my life for four years, and I can't just give them up, let them be gone....and it all sounds so stupid because i've only known them from words on paper, from something fabricated out of JK rowling's mind.
He/She wasn't supposed to die!! He/She was supposed to live.....i'm still in denial. Still thinking they're gonna come back in the next book or something.
gah.