Alright, here is the story...
As a kid, I was a lazy reader. In other words, I refused to read books. Period. My mom to motivate me, decided to let me watch Narnia BBC version to get me interested in reading. 3 problems. 1) I was three, the likelyhood I could read the word wardrobe was very small. 2) The beginning of the movie was boring. 3) The end of the movie scared the bajeebees out of me. Well, the fight of Narnia was over...or was it? DUM DUM DUM
Last year, my brother was forced to read LWW in class for book report. Now, he read it, and said it was a good book. So I was as interested as a doorknob. I was reminded of Narnia, but did not care.
As all students must do, I had to write the dreaded exams. I was bored studying. I was tired. I didn't want to do it. And it was my first set of exams, so I did not figure out that they were hard. So, I decided to sneakingly (is that a word?) read a book. Now, I finished all the books I wanted to read (a total of 6 books. five of them started with an H and rhymed with arry Potter.) so I saw the box set of Narnia my mom bought, and decided, what the heck mid as well read them...
And now, I'm addicted, and here I am posting like a maniac!