A young writer called lexi7316 has posted a terrific essay at Teen Ink about being torn between two loves:
After I’d spent months dreaming of his arrival, Harry Potter, the
seventh and final, was at last mine. Thoughts of young Copperfield and
his foolish wife, Dora, were swept aside as my elated mind cleared room
for incantations and potion recipes.
With excitement, I tore open the package, freeing Harry from his bonds. Cardboard shreds fell to the floor as I held the book for the first time. Its brand-new yellow cover shone like the blazing sun. Mine, all mine! I hugged the thick novel to my chest, welcoming Harry into my arms, welcoming him home.
Eating wasn’t necessary; I had a private date with Harry Potter planned for this evening. I carried him to my room and placed him on my pillow. I unconsciously put Copperfield in my nightstand drawer, hiding him in the darkness while I slowly opened the cover of my new treasure.
With excitement, I tore open the package, freeing Harry from his bonds. Cardboard shreds fell to the floor as I held the book for the first time. Its brand-new yellow cover shone like the blazing sun. Mine, all mine! I hugged the thick novel to my chest, welcoming Harry into my arms, welcoming him home.
Eating wasn’t necessary; I had a private date with Harry Potter planned for this evening. I carried him to my room and placed him on my pillow. I unconsciously put Copperfield in my nightstand drawer, hiding him in the darkness while I slowly opened the cover of my new treasure.
Did Lexi's heart ever return to David, or did he lose her to Harry forever? Click here to find out! (Be aware that there are some spoilers for both books.) I've submitted a comment inviting Lexi to Dickensblog -- hopefully they allow URLs in their comment section!
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