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They say that we can choose, what we become, but is it really true, or is it just a fairytale. I don't know how it is for others but for me there is nothing I can do, my life is cursed.
I can accept there offer of the light, but will they ever accept me for what I am, or will they only see how my father is. There is a chance that they would tolerate me but will last eternally or will it end at the first suspicion of betrayal. Not that I can blame them, judging for how my family, from how my friend are, form witch house I'm in. No I can't , I can't join them, I can't live with them watching me like I'm some kind wild evil creature that can only bring death.
I could join the dark side, this way I could keep my friends but I will lose something more importing I will lose my father. I can live with the pain that will come because no one is perfect and I'm no expectation to that rule, I will fail at a moment, and I'll fell the cruciatus. I can even live with the idea of being someone slave, because I'm no fool Voldemort doesn't want equals he wants slave to do this dirt work , wizard how will lower there head in his present and kiss his feet. Voldemort , a name many are afraid to say but I don't fear it maybe because of stupidity or maybe because he can't do anything to me personally to make my life worse, I don't even fear death , I only see it as a solution , one a coward would take, but I'm not coward. I will accept death, if the only person how still cares about me dies, my dad….
Maybe I can run, run far fare away, and to a place that no one knows me, but that will most surly be the thing that will kill me dad.
My dad… he is the only person left, sometimes I wish he was dead or that he will say that he doesn't love me that he doesn't want me or even to raise his hand and hit me , then I could kill myself and all me problems will be over. I look at him as he works on another potion, getting the ingredients and adding them at the right time in the exact moment. He was there for me when I need him, when I did for the first time magic, I smile at the memory of me making the cat fly and cringe because I couldn't get it down, I was to short, and dad coming like a knight and saving the day. I remember my first potion that I tried and it blow up, as did the next one and the next one. He never gave up on me, he got mad and yelled but still helps me and in the end I succeeded. I keep in mind my first day at Hogwarts , it was awful no one was talking to me because they were afraid of my dad, but I didn't understand then way there were so scared of him, I wasn't scared then and I'm not now. Thing at school got better my house accepted me for me and even made some friends, even had a boyfriend Draco Malloy. He wasn't what he seamed , he had a very hard life, he father was abuses and he's mother didn't even care if he lives or dies I don't know if I would of be able to live his life… at least he know what he will be , a death eater like his father and grandfather.
Me I don't know what to do , but I'll not give up , for all how put there trust in me and most of all for my father , or my name isn't Alexandra Snape, slytherin, daughter of Severus Snape.