Here is a bit of an intro to this story. Hope you find it interesting and enjoy reading!

March 7, 2014

To this piece of paper and only this piece of paper,

My name is Justin Russo- actually, scratch that. I don't know who I am, which is why you most likely won't be seeing a signature from me. For years now, I have been questioning myself and doing a whole lot of that "soul-searching" junk. But first, you're probably wondering why I'm even writing this dang thing. Let's just start with the fact that I'm in a mess. But before going any further, I'd just like to point out that I lived a pretty normal life before all this started…well pretty normal for wizards. I come from a family of wizards…crazy, right? Hah, it's actually not that crazy…it may get a bit stressful towards the wizard competition (I know that it was for my family…but I'll explain all that later)-but all this wizard stuff isn't the reason why I'm in a mess. It's actually a personal thing between my sister and I. We went through a lot after the accident- I don't really want to go into details because I hate thinking of it, so I'll just save it for later. But let's just say everything fell apart and I haven't seen my sister in years.

So now I'm stuck writing this letter and doing a whole lot of thinking. I've just been thinking a lot about the past since I left home. It's been killing me inside. She's been killing me. But as I try and ignore all this emotional rubbish, I've realized two important things in my life. Believe it or not, a few years ago, I visited a shrink. I thought having counseling might help- well…only one good thing came out of it. All my therapist did was talk about my feelings and other boring things, but I really liked an analogy she gave me once. She told me my life is like a puzzle and each significant person I encounter, each event I go through, and the feelings I have, all make up the pieces of my puzzle. Deep, huh? She didn't tell me how many "pieces" I was supposed to have or anything, but we discovered two pieces so far. One piece symbolizes my "childhood"- to my therapist, it means one thing, but to me, it means everything I am as a wizard. I didn't want to say "magic" as a puzzle piece or else she wouldn't have believed me. The second piece represents a question mark, as in I don't know myself anymore. My shrink said it was important to add that- it'll all add up in the end apparently. The second important thing in my life is the number seven. It may just seem like an ordinary number to you, but it's got a heck of a lot of meaning to me. You see, the number seven has shown up in so many places in my life-

I was seven years old when I first found out about my wizard powers.

7/7/07…..worst day of my life- you'll find out about this later.

I saw that shrink for just seven days.

My nephew's name is seven letters long.

I'll be writing seven more letters after this one.

You see? There's a couple examples right there. I bet you more number sevens will show up in my life too. So although you now know why I'm practically sharing all my feelings on this sheet of paper, you may also be marveling over the fact that this is in letter format. Well, I'm going to fix the relationship between my sister and I through letters- so why not practice now? Writing letters is where it's all going to start- and how it's going to end.

Oh and you know how I told you how significant the number seven is to me?

Well, seven years ago, my sister lost her little boy.

All because of me.

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