*DId you ever wonder how Harry Potter feels about all his swarming fans? He might just have low self confidence despite his confident extreior. Well, my story reflects his loneliness and also his pathetic social skills.*
You all know me as Harry Potter, the famous guy in England whose face every non-muggle knows, whether they love or hate me. I hate my life. Not because of the plots from my unofficial biographer, J.K. Rowelings, but because of all you FREAKS! LEAVE ME ALONE! I don't like having my privacy invaded! Who the hell does? Mobbing me for pictures, pulling at my robes and hair, trying to get a piece of me. You all will make me become a spiteful and greedy person. If I can't enjoy my fame, I'll just cash on it. $20.00 for a piece of hair, autographed-$50.00. You want me, pay up! That'd be the way. When my fame has run out, I'll yell at little kids who are my #1 fans, "Get off my lawn, ya' yahoos!". I
ll starve my owl and when it flys away, never to return, I'll just steal one from an unsuspecting kid. The Ministry won't do anything, too. Cause I'm the prodigy to defeat the evil and nasty Voldemort.
Did you ever watch those old Disney cartoons, the ones with the 3 little pigs and some wolves? The smart pig was really the evil one, not the "good" one. He was the one to beat the heck out of the wolf with is devious machines. That's me, the "smart" (evil) pig. Do I plan to take over the world, maybe. If I have enough money and J.K. keeps up the writing, I'll force her to write more. Who cares if she says she'd make only 7, I'll pay her. Why else do you think she started this mania?!? $Cha-ching!$
Well, I'll become an old hermit, no girlfriend, much less a wife. I don't even have a girlfriend now. I just sit around pining for a girl I can't have, well, actually-I can have her, maybe, now that Cedirc is dead...by the way...Old Volde didn't kill 'im! Mua-hahahaha! I'm such a loser. Only 3 friends. Reminds me of a book, "Ender's Game" only the teachers are sorta on my side. Nevermind, I'm getting off topic.
The Dursleys are such weirdos, not as bad as some of you obsessers, but still.... I seriously don't think the Dudster is their kid, that's why they spoil the hell out of him. He probly would've been the kid of a drunk and hoe. That life may have been better for him. The only reason Dudster is more pathetic than me is cause he's a prickley fag. Maybe bi. He doesn't have a chance with either though.
Well, I'm done now.... If I'm dead tomorrow(next book), It's cause of manic depression, can anyone sell me some booze?
You all know me as Harry Potter, the famous guy in England whose face every non-muggle knows, whether they love or hate me. I hate my life. Not because of the plots from my unofficial biographer, J.K. Rowelings, but because of all you FREAKS! LEAVE ME ALONE! I don't like having my privacy invaded! Who the hell does? Mobbing me for pictures, pulling at my robes and hair, trying to get a piece of me. You all will make me become a spiteful and greedy person. If I can't enjoy my fame, I'll just cash on it. $20.00 for a piece of hair, autographed-$50.00. You want me, pay up! That'd be the way. When my fame has run out, I'll yell at little kids who are my #1 fans, "Get off my lawn, ya' yahoos!". I
ll starve my owl and when it flys away, never to return, I'll just steal one from an unsuspecting kid. The Ministry won't do anything, too. Cause I'm the prodigy to defeat the evil and nasty Voldemort.
Did you ever watch those old Disney cartoons, the ones with the 3 little pigs and some wolves? The smart pig was really the evil one, not the "good" one. He was the one to beat the heck out of the wolf with is devious machines. That's me, the "smart" (evil) pig. Do I plan to take over the world, maybe. If I have enough money and J.K. keeps up the writing, I'll force her to write more. Who cares if she says she'd make only 7, I'll pay her. Why else do you think she started this mania?!? $Cha-ching!$
Well, I'll become an old hermit, no girlfriend, much less a wife. I don't even have a girlfriend now. I just sit around pining for a girl I can't have, well, actually-I can have her, maybe, now that Cedirc is dead...by the way...Old Volde didn't kill 'im! Mua-hahahaha! I'm such a loser. Only 3 friends. Reminds me of a book, "Ender's Game" only the teachers are sorta on my side. Nevermind, I'm getting off topic.
The Dursleys are such weirdos, not as bad as some of you obsessers, but still.... I seriously don't think the Dudster is their kid, that's why they spoil the hell out of him. He probly would've been the kid of a drunk and hoe. That life may have been better for him. The only reason Dudster is more pathetic than me is cause he's a prickley fag. Maybe bi. He doesn't have a chance with either though.
Well, I'm done now.... If I'm dead tomorrow(next book), It's cause of manic depression, can anyone sell me some booze?