I hate being home.
Why do my parents feel the need to stay in contact with their family members.
I hate family gatherings.
I hate Hogwarts even more.
Someday I will find a place I can live with.
I have already sent Pansy text messages saying "Help." in 76 different languages.
And have owled Draco his
gift.
Because that sweetheart sent me a such a thoughtful gift.
Dead bugs.
Everything I never knew I wanted.
It is such a chore to know people I can tolerate.
M. B.