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Friday, July 30 Why must my life be so completly and horrible strange? It seems I was born a freak and the only person that seems to believe I am right is my sister. Who makes let's my drink spoiled milk. Now my parents think it's a splindid idea to ship me off to some school where people do magic all day. What about my life? What about my friends? And what about that cute guy next door to me? Why must the big guy in the sky mock me so? |
915 | 1 |
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Friday, July 31 My first trip to Diagon Alley didn't end that badly. Just a little bit of butterbeer on my shirt, but freaks like me don't need to keep our personal appearence since we are invisible. |
688 | 2 |
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