Got no idea why I wrote this.. But it's part one of two, two coming up soon! :) -
"They say you're the smartest witch in our year, then how come you can't see, what i'm hiding?
The pain and envy i carry, because of you! You're perfect, you've done so much, you've done things that gives you the right of living, you've got a solid, golden heart.
What have i done? I've murdered, raped and forced people to torture themselves, and that makes me one not worth living, and you know this. I envy you, cause you haven't done these things. But i also loathe you because you haven't had someone forcing you to do them.
Back in school, i wanted you to see me, to acknowledge my problems, but it hurt just as much, everytime you let your gaze float right past me, or when you waved and smiled at someone standing behind me. Although i know you'd never do such thing with me, i was just letting my imagination carry me away. What if i could make you smile, like they do? Oh, but that'll never happen.
If you had my parents, and were in my position, would you be like me too? Or are you as you seem, so strong willed? I promise you, you would certainly break down if you were me, if you had my kind of upgrowing.
My intentions might seem to be to scold you, to blame you. But they are not. I sincerily want to thank you, for giving me a prospect of living, of those who really should be punished, and exterminated. Muggle-borns are just like everyone else, if not more special, by the fact that something amazing must've happened, seeing as two muggles, comes up with something they shouldn't have.
Those who truly deserves to die, are the ones who wants to harm others. Doing it on purpose. Please, Hermione, take care of that, because i can't, i'm one of those.
I hope you win this battle, although i won't be able to see the end of it, i know you can do it.
Once again, Thank you."
