Personal Narrative Essay: My First Harry Potter Book

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I got my first Harry Potter book when I was in the 2nd grade, it was my reward from the local library for finishing the summer reading challenge. They didn’t have the first book though, only the second, but that little second grader didn’t care. So while most people’s journey into Harry’s world started with “Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.” mine started with “Not for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number four, PrivetDrive.”. This book probably should have been above my reading level at the time, but far be it from anyone to tell me that. I finished that book within a matter of days and was quickly begging my grandfather…show more content…
Sadly before I was able to end my journey through Hogwarts, some other kid who now I try to think was just as eager to find out the fate of my literary friends as I was stole my book from me. I was so upset by the loss of my personal copy that I waited two more years to try again. When I finally finished the last book and all was well I pushed Harry to the back of my mind where he stayed for some time. Fast forward a year and I was having a really hard time in life. I found solace in books, particularly the books about the wizard with lightning bolt scar. The farther I got into the stories the second time the more I could relate to some of the problems he had, maybe not so much fighting dragons and killing a basilisk, but living in a home full of people who don’t really want you, and feeling the pressure of trying to make everyone around you happy even if it meant sacrificing your own happiness? Yeah, that was something I could relate to. Harry Potter was always a martyr, the lives of the people around him always came first. I didn’t have an evil dark wizard trying to kill all my friends at the end of each school year, but I had two and very separate families to try and…show more content…
Those first copies all still sit on my book shelf in my bedroom and every few months I take them down and sit in my chair in the corner of the room and read again, “Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”, and I read on, and one by one the family I found solace in when I needed it most starts to die, first Cedric, a true Hufflepuff, fair and kind, then Sirius, who lived his whole life trying to do the right thing, only to die a very unfair death in the end, then Dumbledore, then Hedwig, then Dobby, then Fred, then Remus and Tonks, then Colin Creevey who shouldn’t have fought in this war. At the end you’re left with only a fraction of the people you’ve learned to love and it seems so unfair, but that’s full circle isn’t it? James and Lily Potter died at 21 years old, betrayed by someone they would have died to protect, Harry left an orphan, and Sirius, left to rot in Azkaban for a crime he didn’t commit knowing his best friend is dead, and his Godson will grow up without him, and hes only 21 and his life is
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