I’ve just returned home from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2.
I can’t believe it, it’s finally ended. I’m not sure what to feel.
All I can say is thank you. Thank you J.K. Rowling so much for nurturing my ideals, my beliefs and the person I am. Thank you for nurturing my belief in kindness,in love, in doing what’s right and in tolerance. Thank you for fueling my imagination, for showing me the power of hope. But most of all, thank you for my childhood!
I often wonder…
I often wonder, when people see me what do they think. I am not paranoid, nor will I live for the opinions of others. But still, I find myself wondering.
What do my parents see when they look at me? When I talk to friends, what do they hear in my words? When I console someone in need, what do they see in my eyes. If I scream and shout at someone when they try to insult me, is it annoyance or admiration they feel? As strangers catch site of me, do they see a reckless youth or something else? When I talk to someone over the internet, do they believe my words or write them off as senseless flattery?
At night before I sleep this is what constantly plays through my head. What were they thinking? Why was that said? How did they feel?
In the end I’ll never know. But even if I did, it wouldn’t change anything. I am me, I have my own morals, ideals and beliefs. Nothing will ever change that. I will not allow anything or anyone to change me.