Today was the day I left Hogwarts for the summer holiday. Of course my parents can't pick me up at the station- they clearly didn't care about me, so I had to take the long way home. I couldn't even use the night bus. I had to use the common bus like a Muggle.
I was tired from the trip so I just went home. I was thinking at least I would see my mum and avoid my dad for the rest of the summer. But no; the door to the house was locked and nobody was home. It was too late for my mum to be out and it was too early for my dad to leave.
So I did the reasonable thing: I threw a rock through one of the windows and let myself in. Unfortunately my neighbor saw me, since when did we have a good neighbours that called the police? Because that's what they did. I had a one way trip to prison, because I look the part of a bad kid from the wrong side of town. When clearly you really didn't know that the house was the wrong side of town and I belong in that house.
Oh, how I hate my Muggle Father. He only had one job and that was to pay the rent. He couldn't even do that. Now I'm sitting in jail with all the other dirty Muggles. If only my mum was allowed to send owl post while I'm at school, this whole situation wouldn't have happened.