It's simply awful here. It wouldn't be, except I've to put up with cousin Francis all day, and he's the worst sort of a prat. And I hate horses.
I wanted to go to camp. I could've been playing quidditch and doing interesting things, but Mama said I wasn't to.
At least I'll be going to Germany soon, I'm sure it's loads better than here.
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