There was once a young girl called, at least on Fanpop, GemonkDruid. One day, she picked up this interesting book at the library. "Ooh," she said. "It's about 400 pages long, and has an interesting cover. Must be a good read then."

So she borrowed it, using her library card, and brought it home. It was forgotten for a little while, but then on a boring rainy day, she decided, "What the heck, I should just read it." So she did. First chapter, second chapter, third, etc. Until before she knew it, she finished the whole book.

And what was the first thing she thought when she finished it?

The answer: "Boy, this Twilight book really sucked. Now what's for dinner?"

Then she decided to read the three sequels to Twilight, thinking, "Well, the sequel might be loads better, coz book sequels are always like that, right? RIGHT?"

She finished the whole series. And she was mad. Mad at Bella, mad at Edward, mad at stinking Steph Meyer who couldn't write jack shit. But everyone around her was saying, "No, no, something must be very wrong with you. Why would you hate Twilight? It's the best thing since sliced bread!"

And when she asked why they liked Twilight, they said, "Like OMG! Are you serious? Edward is ssssssssssssssssssssooo smokin', and Jacob is hot too! Bella is soooooooooo lucky to have both of them, and she is a role model to me!" And she was like, "WTF? Bella is an idiot! Jacob and Edward are creepy little pedos!"

Then... she discovered the ANTIS. They welcomed her with open arms and treated her like family. They spent their days laughing about Twilight and the obnoxious fangirls who bought the limited addition copy of the books. But they did other stuff too, like listening to music, playing sports, and reading Anne Rice books, talking to friends, contradicting what every Twitard accused them of: not having a life.

So... that's my story. What's yours?

And yeah, I wasn't sucked into the Twilight craze like many other Antis. Guess I decide once something's shit, it's always shit. :/