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My thirteen-year-old brother has read Twilight. Oh the shame. Oh the fear. Oh, his poor and impressionable mind.
The worst part? I was the one who introduced him to it.
It started out innocently. I left my copy laying around, he picked it up, started reading it, and, in classic fashion, decided to put it on the back of the toilet so he had ( Read more... )
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See, this is how it started: she and I were the people who made fun of Twilight-Fans. We looked for mean bumper stickers on Facebook that completely insulted the books and their fans.
Then one day, she said, "it kind of makes me wanna read it."
So, as a quasi-joke for her birthday, I bought her Twilight. Her birthday was in July - but August, we had the entire series.
I read the entire series after she did - the week before my classes started.
And, well, now you know how much I love it.
...That was a tangent. I'm silly.
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