A/N- I was doing nothing and had this idea and loved it, so now that I'm doing nothing again I typed it up. Hope you like it!
My name is Justin. I'm 19. I am a dementor.
Let me tell you about the day life as I know it ended forever.
I was at the park with my girlfriend, Andrea.
It was my 16th birthday, August 4th.
We had been going to Hogwarts for a few years, and were on summer break.
We were eating ice cream on the swings and laughing at some cheesy joke I told when they arrived.
The clouds swirled in the sky, blocking the sun from view and turning everything grey.
A stray wind swept through the park, blowing the litter across the park.
Suddenly, everyone bolted for the iron gate.
Except us.
We couldn't move.
They all climbed over, leaving us stuck.
Then three hooded figures appeared out of nowhere, bringing the smell of dead and decaying plants with them.
We tried to run but were paralyzed. All we could do was wait for our death.
They floated toward us.
I reached for Andrea, both to protect her and to keep me grounded, but grasped at air.
I looked to the side.
And couldn't see her anywhere.
They stole her away from me.
I tried to scream, but couldn't get enough air.
I strained to breathe, but the impending darkness was too strong to resist.
I fought for as long as I could, then felt myself falling, falling to the ground.
But it didn't matter, because all of the happiness was being sucked out of me and there's no point to living if there's no happiness.
I closed my eyes and was gone.
But not dead.
That would be too easy.