My childhood ends tomorrow.

Tomorrow (well technically friday) I'm going to go see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 with my friends. I can't believe its been 10 years since I saw the first movie, since I read the first book. I still remember while everyone else in my four grade class was reading Super Fudge and Amber Brown, I was reading Prisoner of Azkaban. I remember when Goblet of Fire came out and my teacher would read us a chapter everyday. (Which is the only time I've read that one. I have no idea why, but I never really read Goblet of Fire. I remember abusing my pay per view privlege to watch Prisoner of Azkaban about 13 times. I rememeber watching Order of the Phionex with Natalie and her giving me her copies of Order of the Phionex and Half- Blood Prince so I could read them. I remember going to go buy Deathly Hallows. I remember reading it everywhere, I remember crying when Hedwig died, when Dobby died, when Fred died, when Harry died. I remember screaming for joy when the moment I had been wait for happened, when Ron and Hermione kiss. I remember being sick the week of Deathly Hallows Part 1, I remember how I didn't care that I could talk and I was probably going to get even more sick being outside on that cold, wet November day. I remember singing the Potter Puppet Pals song with my friends. Pretending to dule with drum sticks. I remember sitting in that theatre excited, the feeling I got when the theme started playing. The sadness I felt as Hermione left her family, being excited to see Ron, and then sad again because he was sad. And watching Harry look inside his cupboard. I remember laughing, crying, sobbing, smiling, sighing, and over all amazed. Then when it was over going..... "THAT'S IT?"

I was 8 years old when I saw Sorcerer's Stone. Now I am 18 and I am watching the midnight premiere of the Deathly Hallows Part 2 on friday July 15, 2011