"Freak, get your butt up here!" That is how I wake up every day since I turned five. You see, when I turned five I was moved to the basement and had to do all the chores like cooking, cleaning, and mowing the lawn, things like that. When I was ten we moved from San Diego, California to Surry, England. We moved into number six Privet Drives and I still had to live in the basement even when there were four bedrooms and only three were being used. The fourth was being used as a game room. My life turned for the better one day while I was doing my chores.
This is my story…
Chapter One
"Girl, get your butt up here" said a loud voice from the stairs. I dragged myself from bed and headed up the stairs. At the top was my elephant of a father tapping his foot away. "Well, what are you waiting for, get in here and start my food. I don't have all day. Then go out and mow the lawn, pull the weeds, water the plants then clean your sisters' rooms. Then you can go and finish your room however you want as long as we don't have to do anything." You see, this is how my "family" is. They spoil my two older sisters and leave me nothing.
"Yes Father. Thank you, sir." I said with a big yawn, it is way too early for this. I got to work on the food. When my sisters and mother came downstairs my sisters were yelling at each other. When I was done with the food, I went down to my room to change and headed outside to do my chores. "This is so unfair that I have to do everything while they do nothing."
"Tell me about it" said a small scared voice in the hedge.
"Who are you? Where are you?"
"Over here in the hedge."
"Why are you in there, and who are you?"
"My name is Harry Potter and I'm mowing the lawn. Who are you and what are you doing?"
"My name is Erin Williams and I'm mowing the lawn, too. Do your parents make you do everything too?"
"It's nice to meet you, Erin." A small hand came through the hedge or me to shake, which I did. "My parents are dead; I live with my aunt, uncle, and cousin. And yes, they make me do everything."
"So you know how my life is. Where do they make you sleep? I'm in the basement."
"They make me sleep under the stairs…"
"BOY GET YOUR FREAKESH BUTT IN HERE" "GIRL GET YOUR FREAKESH BUTT IN HERE." Two loud voices screamed.
"You too?" we said at the same time, which made us both laugh.
"See you if you can go to the park later so we can talk more. If not then I'll see you tomorrow." Harry whispered.
"I'll try, see you later."