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August 12th.
First day at Azkaban. This place worse than I had ever imagined. This place does not get it's name just by the Dementors, but also by the insanity in the air. As I walked down the hall past cells, faces would appear out of the darkness of the cell, with a look that would of been curiosity, but was one of insanity and pleading. I recognised several faces, these were the faces that were meant to be my comrades in murdering. If when I walked down that hall if I hadn't known what those disgusting excuses for wizards had done I might have pitied them, but instead I wanted to spit at them and curse them to a million pieces (just like I was meant to have done to Pettigrew).
My cell was at the far end of the corridor, I sat across the hall from none other than Bartemis Crouch (junior) he looked pale and weak, just like all the others in Azkaban. He caught my eye and quickly turned to the darkness of his cell. I decided that I should go to sleep, I squinted in the darkness of my cell and found nothing in it except a small toilet. I lay down on the floor and fell asleep.
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Hope u enjoyed soz for the short chappie but all chapters will be quiote short but I will update quick. This story is Sirius writin a diary about all the stuff he has done in Azkaban SO FAR and eventually it will get to the present day and it will stop bein a diary and more of a story. REVIEW REVIEW!!!!