Tomorrow the end of a journey that has lasted for almost ten years will begin. I’m so excited to finally get that book in my hands, but at the same time I never want to open it, because once that last page is read, it’s over. And then all that’s left to do is move on, or start over and read them all again. Even though they are fictional, I’ve grown up with these characters and it sucks to see them go. But all good things must come to an end, right?



So, since tumblr user Praetor-Reyna ran the idea that we all as a fandom talk about our stories of how we got into the fandom, with Blood of Olympus coming out tomorrow, I thought I’d write my story.

I first found Percy Jackson when I saw the trailer for the movie we now wish didn’t exist (or…