You may think that I would be a cruel heartless beast that doesn't know how to love. Well, your wrong. Don't judge book by its cover. My whole life my dad was either teaching me to be like him or he was torturing me. At 7, I ran away to an orphanage because I was tired of him being disappointed in me. Trust me, I'm nothing like him. I hate his beliefs, followers, his ways, or anything that is has to do with him. People may think he died after Harry Potter deflected the killing curse. Well, unfortunately, he lived but was still weak and to drink unicorns blood. I try to stay away from all that magic stuff this my dad always did because when he did it he went evil. Well, now I'm 11 and still not adopted.
Yet, soon I feel like something strange is going to happen
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