Uncle Vernon just left my room thinking he was done doing me wrong. I can barely move a muscle but I cannot just lay here in my own blood and sweat so I tried to call for my owl Hedwig but I couldn't say her name because my throat was really sore I am so glad that I trained her for all types of communication so to get in contact with her by " Ooh-ing" to her.
it took her a few minutes her to show up but when she finally did showed I "Ooh" to she again saying that I I'm going to finger write on her feathers with my own blood stating please help Harry Potter number 4 Private Drive little whining, Surrey, United Kingdom tell her to take it too Severus Snape asap.
to think my life is about to end because Uncle Vernon came back with his crotch hanging out coming closer to me and plus he had his forty nine millimeter pistol but before he could come any closer.
someone had came to stand in between me and my uncle and sent a crucio while another sent the killing curse ( Arvada Kedavra) but Some one else came to pick me up to carry me away but be for u could black up i said thank you "Tom"
An: just letting yall Kno that this is just an ideal that just popped up in my head just wanna see what you think and should I write some more yea I kno it just but I just an ideal...
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