I grew up in an abusive home. I would escape to a safe corner of the house and read when I could. I fell in love with Middle Earth. It became my safe home. I love the Lord of the Rings movie and can’t wait for The Hobbit to come out. This week I decided to read The Hobbit again and as I opened the first page tears came to my eyes because I was home again. Even though my real life has improved significantly, there’s still nothing like going back home.
I don’t know if fortunately or unfortunately but this is very true for me too, I was bullied at home by my cousins and relatives and also at school, and my parents used to fight a lot, I could only forget the world when I was reading.
Happy Easter TVD fandom!
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