AUTHOR'S NOTES: This letter was based on my on feelings. Please R&R.
Dear Someone,
My name is Harry Potter. A person everyone knows. A person some look up to. Others hate. In my school, Hogwarts, I've come across friends. True friends. People who serve as my strength when I am forced to go beyond my limits. When I need to transcend the impossible…. But I am lonely... Because no matter how much I open up to them, sometimes I feel this coldness inside of me. The feeling of total isolation. Maybe it's because of the need to make others understand who I really am, but being unable to do this because I lack the courage and knowledge. It's so hard living life not knowing what I'm meant for. In the dark of my purpose. If only I could make them see this uncertainty that's buried within me. If I just knew how to express what I'm feeling right now, maybe I wouldn't be so sad. Maybe I would actually have a motivation. All I know is that ever since I was a baby my destiny had already been decided. Problem is I don't know what it is. There's this voice in the back of my head, that's screaming for me to seek it. To finally see. But I can't. No matter what I do. No matter how much I suffer. It's driving me crazy. People think of me as this bright hero, saying that I always do what is expected of me. What they don't know is that I always feel this sense of discontentment. Knowing in my gut that I'm not really doing anything worthwhile. That what I supposedly achieved will be crushed by a horrible and more powerful force. It was all for nothing. I don't know who I'm writing to right now. Maybe somebody. Maybe nobody...I'll just imagine that you're a falling star up there in the heavens, blinding me with your brightness….Star light, star bright please tell me….Who am I? What do I need to do? Why am I alone?
Harry