It was the past. It still hurt to think about. Think about the dead look in my mom's eyes, the crazed one in the man I had considered father all my life. He wasn't father to me anymore. Hasn't been since that night. I was only nine when it happened. What kind of monster believes God would tell him it was alright? To hurt someone so badly?

I will forever bear the scares that he littered over my body with his blade. There are so many, I lost count now. They were almost all covered with a tattoo of some sort, though.

But life goes on, pain is only a part of it.

But now, I'm leaving. Finally, I can leave this nightmare that has been my life for the past six years. Start new. I had always known that it would happen…..eventually. I knew what I was. Mom had made sure I knew, even is she hadn't used it since the day she left. She made sure I read all her old books from school, once I could read, and always when he was at work.

When I got the letter, I knew it was long overdue, but I didn't care. It was my salvation.

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, and I am 16. I live in Fort Worth, Texas, and now, I'm headed for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Wish me luck.


Well, what do you think? Ideas are very much welcomed. So if you have any ideas or opinions, click that little review button down at the bottom the screen. But be gently. This is my first story.

Anyway, I will have the next chapter up later this evening. And I will try to update this every weekend, but I don't want to mkae any promises that I am not sure I can keep.

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Thank you,

Kitkat