I'm Not Broken
By: ninariddletales
It's ended, the battle I've been fighting all my life is over.
No one can understand me anymore or for that matter even wants to. I was their hero for one second till they found how I ended it...Now I'm someone to fear I bet they all think I'll be the next dark lord. In their dreams... People don't even bother to talk to me anymore but I don't care.
Snape seems worried (HA!), as does Malfoy, whenever I pass them or go to class. I don't want pity...especially theirs, they think I'm lost, damages, broken maybe he's right. I find myself paler, thinner, qudditch is no longer a joy but another way to remind me I'm different, an outcast. I think the only reason they keep me is so they can win.
Sometimes I think I'm mute for I've talked to no one since the final battle except Hediweg, and even to her it's a whisper that no human ears could pick up.
I know what they say behind my back about the dark lord driving me crazy and that people like me should be locked anyway forever. May be their right but deep down inside I don't think I am. I'm just different than I was before. I can never go back after all that's happened.
Ron and Hermione spent all their time together; I avoid them as much as possible. I can't steal their happiness...I wish I were happy...than again I want to be alone. My feelings of hatred is what brought Voldemort down, I don't need to be near people, if I get mad or even have feelings they might get hurt. But if I hate myself, I'll be the only one hurt. That wouldn't be so bad. Right.
Professor Snape is staring at me again. I try my hardest to continue working but I feel his thoughts. He's wondering what happened to cause me to break....
"Class dismissed, Potter, I'd like a word with you."
I see the shock on peoples faces, they probably forgotten I exist. I already know what he's going to ask but I'm not sure how I'll answer.
"Potter-"
Before his thoughts are finish I answer in a whisper my first words since that day, "I'm not broken...."
Note: This was just something I wrote at camp. If you've been wondering where I been it because I'm at this all day school dance team camp thing. I wrote it as a One-shot but if you want me to continue I'll go on! I explain things! YEAH!
By: ninariddletales
It's ended, the battle I've been fighting all my life is over.
No one can understand me anymore or for that matter even wants to. I was their hero for one second till they found how I ended it...Now I'm someone to fear I bet they all think I'll be the next dark lord. In their dreams... People don't even bother to talk to me anymore but I don't care.
Snape seems worried (HA!), as does Malfoy, whenever I pass them or go to class. I don't want pity...especially theirs, they think I'm lost, damages, broken maybe he's right. I find myself paler, thinner, qudditch is no longer a joy but another way to remind me I'm different, an outcast. I think the only reason they keep me is so they can win.
Sometimes I think I'm mute for I've talked to no one since the final battle except Hediweg, and even to her it's a whisper that no human ears could pick up.
I know what they say behind my back about the dark lord driving me crazy and that people like me should be locked anyway forever. May be their right but deep down inside I don't think I am. I'm just different than I was before. I can never go back after all that's happened.
Ron and Hermione spent all their time together; I avoid them as much as possible. I can't steal their happiness...I wish I were happy...than again I want to be alone. My feelings of hatred is what brought Voldemort down, I don't need to be near people, if I get mad or even have feelings they might get hurt. But if I hate myself, I'll be the only one hurt. That wouldn't be so bad. Right.
Professor Snape is staring at me again. I try my hardest to continue working but I feel his thoughts. He's wondering what happened to cause me to break....
"Class dismissed, Potter, I'd like a word with you."
I see the shock on peoples faces, they probably forgotten I exist. I already know what he's going to ask but I'm not sure how I'll answer.
"Potter-"
Before his thoughts are finish I answer in a whisper my first words since that day, "I'm not broken...."
Note: This was just something I wrote at camp. If you've been wondering where I been it because I'm at this all day school dance team camp thing. I wrote it as a One-shot but if you want me to continue I'll go on! I explain things! YEAH!
