(I don't really like the 6th book, so this is before it. Harry sounds cold
because that's how it's suppose to sound. A friend gave me the title, so thanks
to him)
Through the Eyes of Death.
To all those that will miss me or not,
My name is Harry Potter and I'm suppose to save the world. Everyone expects me
to live my life fearless and get raid of the Dark Lord. True is that I'm scared.
Scared of what will become of me, will I live or die? Will me friends miss me?
For I know that me family will not. Funny . . . as I grow up all I wanted was to
have a friend and to live some grate adventure, but as people say 'be careful
for what you wish for.' This letter is just a way to tell someone or something
what I'm feeling. I can't tell Ron or Hermione. I was a fool to not see it. The
only reason they become my friends in the first place was because I was
the-boy-that-live. And the Headmaster, I'm nothing but a tool to him. "Death is
only the begging to the next grate adventure," he said. In true, he was telling
me 'it's alright if you die,' well professor I know your reading this and I know
that the others are lessoning. You see my name is HARRY JAMES POTTER and I
have died before my 16th birthday, saving the world. To think that any of you
would sacrifice a child, yes for that was what I was, and not be bother by it .
. . then DAMN YOU ALL!!!!. For you are no better then Voldemor. I fear for the
children that have, are, and will ever enter your school. But know this every
time you look into their eyes I will be looking back at you. For those will be
the eyes of death, telling you that the time is coming . . . . The only thing
that I'm grateful is that if it wasn't for any of you I would have never known
anything about my parents . . . And for that, I thank you. Not everyone was bad
to me and to those I say "I watch over you, in till we meet agene." By then I
would have told my parents about all the wonderful thing you have done for me,
Hagrid.
Your tool,
Potter
(Please review. Like it or not, I would like to know.)