The new Twilight saga movie, “Breaking Dawn,” is being released to theatres Nov. 18, and I can’t be dreading it more. I used to be into the fictional books. Imagining everything that was happening in the book in my own way was great. I liked having my own vision compared to what someone else created. Even though I liked how the books played out in my head, I couldn’t wait to see the movie. On Nov. 21, 2008, I attended the midnight premiere. My friend and I literally counted down the days until the movie, beginning 145 days before the premiere. Only 110 days left, then 50, until finally, it was Nov. 21. We arrived at 7 p.m., which was five hours and one minute before “Twilight” was to begin. When the movie started, I actually cried tears of joy. A day after the premiere I heard people talk about the movie who hadn’t even read the book. Girls of all ages, even mothers, loved it so much, which annoyed me because the movie wasn’t nearly as good as the book. Nov. 18, 2009, I went to another midnight premiere of the saga, “New Moon.” That year, I arrived just two hours before the movie began. I had also purchased tickets later than I had the year before, for the 12:05 premiere time. I didn’t care to finish the new book addition to the saga, “Breaking Dawn.” I don’t remember half of the events from the book because I didn’t even enjoy reading it. If you think about it, the whole saga is just a fight to the death between good and bad vampires. The other battle is between vampires and werewolves. In the end, there really is no winner. The whole idea of the series just didn’t cut it for me any longer; I fell uninterested. Then the madness really began. I felt like everywhere I turned people were talking about how they started reading the book, but still preferred the movie. The things people were saying about the saga weren’t even accurate. It was annoying me to the point where I didn’t even want to think about the series, but it is so hard not to when you hear about it everywhere you turn. June 30, 2010 – the day of the premiere of “Eclipse” – rolled around and I was sleeping at home. I woke up to a text from my friend asking me how much I fell in love with “Eclipse.” I wasn’t even aware that I had missed the premiere. When I realized how much I didn’t care that I hadn’t seen the new movie, I wasn’t even upset that I hadn’t gone to see it. Even through the next few months that it was in theaters, I didn’t go to see it. It doesn’t even matter to me; not seeing “Eclipse” five times in theaters saves me $40 anyways. It has been over a year, and I still have no desire to watch it. People are so crazy about the saga that I began hating hearing about it. Teenage girls scream at the sight of Robert Pattinson, who portrays Edward. I might have hated it before, but now my hatred for the saga is just unbearable. The addiction people have for this movie is unnecessary. I wish I had never read the books or saw the movies in the first place because if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t care how obnoxious people were about it. “Breaking Dawn” will be out soon and, unfortunately, that means the screaming will begin all over again.