Hi guys! A while ago I wrote the first bit of a story called Alone. But you might have noticed that I deleted it. I'm really sorry about that but I just couldn't get any inspiration. However, I do have some good news; this story will be replacing the old one! This story is going to be called Alone and it's basically a remake of the old one. I feel I have more inspiration for this one and I hope that you all enjoy it. Without further ado, the disclaimer and then the story itself!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the places, scenes or characters in it. Sad, I know, but that's life.
Sometimes I wondered what it would be like to have not had a father.
Would I have been happier?
My Father was a great man. He fought for what he believed in and still does today. But a father? No my father was not a great father. There's a difference between a father and a man.
Fathers are supposed to love you.
Fathers are supposed to care about you.
Fathers are supposed to teach you to become the best person you can be.
On the outside it may appear that my father did all these things, but just a quick look into the daily life of Draco Malfoy would quickly disprove that.
My father doesn't love me. When someone loves you, they don't insult you until you are a wreck of sadness and depression.
My father doesn't care about me. When someone cares about you, they don't break you and then throw you away.
My father doesn't teach me to be the best person I can be. The best person you could be is definitely not one who tortures and kills people for fun.
But the worst thing is not the abuse, insults or neglect. It's the feeling of being alone. Because that's what I am, alone.
My mother is dead, my friends hate me and everyone else wishes I would just go and die. Sometimes I wonder if they're right.
I gave up on the thought that someone would save me a long time ago. And why hope, it's obvious that no one cares anyway.
Hope failed me a long time ago.
Love left me a long time ago.
Friendship betrayed me a long time ago.
Now the only companion I have left is loneliness.
Freezing, black, suffocating loneliness.
And I can't help but think I deserve it.
So, what did you think? Please review, it makes me want to write more and you all have really good ideas! If you want to be mean, well then that's ok, but know that I think you're a total loser (sorry about that but I hate bullies, they ruin people's lives. I was bullied once, not all that badly mind you, but it still affected me). Sorry it's a bit short, but this is basically the prologue, it will get better in the future.
Cya soon with the next chappie!
JuliaPossum