I have decided that the best way to return to blogging in these dire times is with a fun post. So here we are! This wasn't originally supposed to be a post! However, I was thinking about dreams the other day, and I realized that when I was younger, most of my craziest dreams had to do with Harry Potter (and Percy Jackson).
There were only two reasons why I started reading Harry Potter: to end an argument and to get revenge. And of course, my childish mind made a big deal out of this.
This is only my second post in this series, and I've already come to the conclusion that I was an extremely dramatic child.
I'm introducing a new feature on my blog, and today's post is all about books I decided not to read because I was extremely stubborn as a kid!
Happy New Year, everyone! *aggressive party noises in the background* Here I am, still thinking about 2018. It was a pretty great year for me, and here are several reasons why....