A Ravenclaws POV: Overshadowed
I was excited, just like everyone else, when I received my letter from Hogwarts. My parents were overjoyed when they saw it, they had gone there to, and were honoured, I guess, to have me go. I was never their favourite child. They prefered my younger sister over me. She was everything a daughter ought to be, she was the one they thought would go to Hogwarts. I hadn't shown many magical talents when I was younger, it came late for me, but it came and that at least and gave me respect from my parents. When my sister didn't get accepted into Hogwarts my parents were devastated, their perfect daughter was a squib. They turned on me after that, and the life that I thought couldn't get any worse, got worse.
It began all those years back on my first day at Hogwarts, I was excited. I met my best friend that day, and she still is my best friend. She got me through all those hard times back in the first 5 or so years at school. She understood how I felt and I'm sure she felt the same way sometimes. Anyway, the first moment I knew life was going to be horrible here, was when I first put on that sorting hat. I guess I didn't know it then, but what that hat said to me could have saved me from the torture I put myself through. I hadn't really been listening to all it was saying, I just wanted to hear what house I was in. It might have been that I was impatient that made the hat put me in Ravenclaw, but it was something else and I figured that out later. I kept on telling myself that I could have prevented all that had happened, that things could have been better if I hadn't done this or that. It was all those things that I did do that left the scar on me.
I can still remember how I used to feel back at Hogwarts, sure my life was good and I had really good friends. It was just those certain moments that I couldn't stand it anymore and I would burst out and cry. I never told anyone why I would cry, but they would comfort me all the same. So thats how my life went at Hogwarts, sometimes I would get these really great days and others I would feel horrible. It was those horrible days that left that scar on me, and now I can never forget them.
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A/N this is just my prologue to a story soon to come :) please review and tell me if you think this is a good start. thanks :)
I was excited, just like everyone else, when I received my letter from Hogwarts. My parents were overjoyed when they saw it, they had gone there to, and were honoured, I guess, to have me go. I was never their favourite child. They prefered my younger sister over me. She was everything a daughter ought to be, she was the one they thought would go to Hogwarts. I hadn't shown many magical talents when I was younger, it came late for me, but it came and that at least and gave me respect from my parents. When my sister didn't get accepted into Hogwarts my parents were devastated, their perfect daughter was a squib. They turned on me after that, and the life that I thought couldn't get any worse, got worse.
It began all those years back on my first day at Hogwarts, I was excited. I met my best friend that day, and she still is my best friend. She got me through all those hard times back in the first 5 or so years at school. She understood how I felt and I'm sure she felt the same way sometimes. Anyway, the first moment I knew life was going to be horrible here, was when I first put on that sorting hat. I guess I didn't know it then, but what that hat said to me could have saved me from the torture I put myself through. I hadn't really been listening to all it was saying, I just wanted to hear what house I was in. It might have been that I was impatient that made the hat put me in Ravenclaw, but it was something else and I figured that out later. I kept on telling myself that I could have prevented all that had happened, that things could have been better if I hadn't done this or that. It was all those things that I did do that left the scar on me.
I can still remember how I used to feel back at Hogwarts, sure my life was good and I had really good friends. It was just those certain moments that I couldn't stand it anymore and I would burst out and cry. I never told anyone why I would cry, but they would comfort me all the same. So thats how my life went at Hogwarts, sometimes I would get these really great days and others I would feel horrible. It was those horrible days that left that scar on me, and now I can never forget them.
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A/N this is just my prologue to a story soon to come :) please review and tell me if you think this is a good start. thanks :)