"The Special Program"
Hermione's letter to the void, when she's about 9 yrs old.
Dearest friend,
Have you ever felt like you don't belong? I've been moved to a "special program" in school. I'm a 4th grader taking high school courses. The youth don't accept me because I'm too intellectual, the teenagers don't accept me because I'm too young. School is a hellish nightmare. I want what all children want, to play and be free. I want to take a magic carpet ride. Okay, maybe I've been listening to a lot of "classic" rock. That's another issue. The kids around me are singing "Ice ice baby!" While I've got the good songs stuck in my head. Classics like Jimmi Hendrix, the Beatles, Rollingstones, man oh man, the fathers of rock. And these people around me think that Vanilla Ice is better than sliced bread. One day I will fit in. One day I will have friends. Oh, you will not believe the strangest thing happened to me. I was in London window-shopping. There was this wonderful music store so I go to have a look, then these people appear out of nowhere in the alley right beside the store. It was a huge group of red-heads, and this very pretty little girl looked at me and smiled. Then she said, "See you in a few years." It was rather odd, but I liked this girl for some reason. I really do hope I see her. Maybe I'll have a friend. But, that's just wishful thinking.
I wish you were here,
Are you looking for me too?
Will you be my friend?
Just a little haiku I wrote during AP Calculus today. How depressing. I feel as if I'm going to cry. Maybe that'll make me feel better. Yes, a good cry will cleanse the soul.
Well My mother is calling . I have to do my chores, shame there isn't magic to do it for me, like on tv Bewitched! I love that how!
Much Love,
Hermione