The first fantasy novel I read was the first of the Harry Potter: Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. I was quite young when my mother was reading to me, at my request - the book seems to be long and discouraging for the nine year old girl I was. About twelve chapters, though, I started to cheat I continue to read after my mother would be at work and say good night. A few chapters later, I felt guilty and confessed to my mother what I did. She laughed and let me read it on my own in the future. This is the first medium-length book I read on my own.
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