I received my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows yesterday at 3:00pm, and I began reading it at once. Including potty breaks and cigarettes, it took me 12 hours to read it. I cried, I admit, reading and experiencing the deaths and triumphs of the final story of the series. It was wonderful, just as I thought itwould be, and though I was excited to read it I am also left with an extreme sense of loss. For the end of such stories and adventures mean the real death of a much loved character. I must say that I won't spoil it for any of you. But I'll tell you that the spoilers on the internet were wrong, except the one I read about 6 major characters dying. That was correct. Now, I wonder if another series will ever top it as a major bestseller for children. I know for sure that when Brooklynn turns 11, I will most cetainly read them to her or let her read them on her own.
So I am sad, but delighted. I could not have foreseen a better ending. Curious? You'll have to read it.
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