"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You look tired."
"I know. I am."
"Go back to sleep."
"Alright."
That's how Harry's conversations with his friends had gone for the past 6 or so months. He wasn't really keeping track anymore. Anyways, he hadn't really been sleeping. More like passing out every now and again.
He barely came out of his room because he knew people would just tell him again; go back to sleep. He didn't. He actually spent most of his time writing.
Now, Harry didn't consider himself the creative sort. He couldn't come up with a story for his life. That's why he wrote the only story he knew. His own.
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A/N: Hey! This is my new story and out of my gazillion drafts I have on Google Docs, this one is probably my favorite. So, here's the prologue! Buckle up, this'll make for a rough ride!
Also I'm probably going to put fanart up at the top of every chapter, not mine. It may not even go with the chapter tbh I might just put it there.
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"I Write My Own Story"
FanfictionThis story talks about a lot of sensitive topics, such as eating disorders, mentions of self harm, abuse, and other mental disorders. If you're sensitive to these things, this story isn't for you. ........ Harry wasn't creative. Hell, he couldn't co...
