Throughout my life, I've been brought up to think low of my self. To think that I'm nobody, freak, I don't have anybody to love me. For a while, I did but when I turned 12 everything around me started to change, I was sent to a school for wizards and witches I had real friends and not the ones I used to make up In my head when I was in my cupboard. I finally got to learn about my parents and I couldn't have been prouder to call them that. I thought life couldn't get any better than that. But when I'm taken away from my awful relatives and adopted into a loving family who cares for me and loves me for me and not just the Boy-who-lived. I finally realise that even I a freak does deserve happiness.
My first chapter, probably garbage. Buuut I'm really looking forward to this whole book and what to come. Tell me what you think and hope you enjoy.