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Yes, it happened.
I was at a book store looking for "Tales of the Beedle the Bard" on those monitor things until some random girl comes up to me and starts talking about Harry Potter. We were casually talking about the series until I asked her what's her favorite book. She replies, "Twilight, of course. Harry Potter is only about dumb wizards." She then asks if I like Twilight. I say, "No, I don't. I think there are much better romance books, instead of a Mary Sue everybody loves (Who isn't even supposed to be pretty, yet everyone still likes her.) "falling in love" with a sparkly 102 year old virgin vampire who thinks he's dangerous. He also stalks her. That isn't romance, that's just plain creepy."
She then looks at me with a death glare and storms off. I shrug it off and go on. As I'm walking out of the bookstore with "Tales of the Beedle the Bard", I feel something push me down. Then, someone sits down on me and starts pummeling me with a seemingly heavy book. The guy that sold me the book is able to pull this person off of me, who's kicking and screaming nonstop. I realize it's the SAME girl that gave me that death glare after I bashed Twilight a bit. She then breaks out of the worker's hand and tries to pummel me more with the book (I think it was New Moon. It had a flower on the cover.) but I kick her and run off. I tell my uncle to get the hell out of here because some crazy ass person tried to kill me. He speeds out.
I go to the bookstore the next day and ask the worker what happened to that crazy gal. He said she got "taken care of." The manager is sorry that some girl attacked me outside of his store and offers me a free book. Everybody at that book store was really nice ad now I'm pretty much best friends with everybody there.
After going online, I found out I'm not the only one who got attacked by a crazy Twitard.
Bottom Line: Twitards belong in a mental hospital.
I was at a book store looking for "Tales of the Beedle the Bard" on those monitor things until some random girl comes up to me and starts talking about Harry Potter. We were casually talking about the series until I asked her what's her favorite book. She replies, "Twilight, of course. Harry Potter is only about dumb wizards." She then asks if I like Twilight. I say, "No, I don't. I think there are much better romance books, instead of a Mary Sue everybody loves (Who isn't even supposed to be pretty, yet everyone still likes her.) "falling in love" with a sparkly 102 year old virgin vampire who thinks he's dangerous. He also stalks her. That isn't romance, that's just plain creepy."
She then looks at me with a death glare and storms off. I shrug it off and go on. As I'm walking out of the bookstore with "Tales of the Beedle the Bard", I feel something push me down. Then, someone sits down on me and starts pummeling me with a seemingly heavy book. The guy that sold me the book is able to pull this person off of me, who's kicking and screaming nonstop. I realize it's the SAME girl that gave me that death glare after I bashed Twilight a bit. She then breaks out of the worker's hand and tries to pummel me more with the book (I think it was New Moon. It had a flower on the cover.) but I kick her and run off. I tell my uncle to get the hell out of here because some crazy ass person tried to kill me. He speeds out.
I go to the bookstore the next day and ask the worker what happened to that crazy gal. He said she got "taken care of." The manager is sorry that some girl attacked me outside of his store and offers me a free book. Everybody at that book store was really nice ad now I'm pretty much best friends with everybody there.
After going online, I found out I'm not the only one who got attacked by a crazy Twitard.
Bottom Line: Twitards belong in a mental hospital.