Do you ever feel like you don't belong?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Do you ever dream of a place where you belong?
That's how I felt for the first 11 years of my life.
I am Kaida Bell. I am a pale, green/grey-eyed girl with blonde hair down to my waist. I was born on June 5th 1980 to Lynn and Jack Bell. I am witch. My parents are witch and wizard, lived and trained at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They are Gryffindors, they were the best in their day. My Father and Uncle were beaters in the Qudditch team at Hogwarts, true Gryffindors. My Mum tries to be different. She loves Japan, which is why she gave me a Japanese name and our little home in London is decorated according to Feng Shui.
All my life I have hated my family and the friend's of my parents. They're too good. They do what they are supposed to, they don't understand it when I do things that I'm not supposed to simply because I think it's a better idea. They tell me of when I say the word Voldemort or say that maybe he had the right idea. I mean, magic is special. Why teach it to people who aren't purebloods?
Anyway, it wasn't until the Christmas before I began Hogwarts that I realised where I belonged. I had just been told off for doing something I shouldn't have done and as I was making my way to my room I overheard my aunt tell my mother maybe I wasn't Gryffindor. My Mum tried to reason, "it's just her bravery and daring" she explained. I knew my aunt was right though. I knew I wasn't Gryffindor. I was different. I researched Hogwarts houses, known and loyal families of said houses that night.
There was one house that clicked with me.
That night I realised that all along I had belonged somewhere else.
And that is why I am currently sitting on the Hogwarts Express eating a chocolate frog knowing I'm going to where I belong.
I belong in Slytherin.