Chapter 2
I had just fallen asleep when I was awaken by an owl banging on the window. I reconised the owl to be from Ron since Ron's owl was a one of a kind what made Ron's owl so special was because it was 5 inches smaller then any other owl (Freaky!)
"Pig!" I shouted. I was so excited to see Pig I didn't hear the drop of a beer bottle and the bang of my door until it was too late. Uncle Vernon had seen the little owl perched on the window cill outside of the bars.
Uncle Vernon was so angry he left the room and came back with Hedwig and a knife. I knew what Uncle Vernon was going to do but I didn't have the strength to stop him.
Uncle Vernon took the owl out of the cage and closed my door so no one would hear because by the look of the sky it was still dark and Aunt Petunia, And Dudley were still fast asleep. Then Uncle Vernon put Hedwig right infront of me and gave me the big sharp butcher's knife which I didn't expect.
"Kill it!" roared Uncle Vernon putting the owl on its back and pulling out a piece of string and tieing it around Hedwig's wings so she couldn't fly away. "What?" I asked confused. "Kill it!" repeated Uncle Vernon just as venomously as before.
"Im not going to kill my owl!" I said looking at Hedwig's small bundle of feathers and listening to the happy song she was whistling because she was glad to be out of the dark cold shed and be able to see a bit of light and the sky she missed flying in.
"But.." I was cut off by Uncle Vernon's fist flying in the air and making excellent contact with my jaw pain exploded in my jaw as I screamed and bit my lip to stop from crying. "Shutup" snapped Uncle Vernon slapping me on the back of the head and giving me more pain the I already had.
"Are you going to stab the owl or do you want me to do it and give you more injuries after?" said Uncle Vernon with a growl at the end. I had no choice but to kill my beautiful owl.
Tears streamed down my face as I pressed the knife lightly to Hedwig's neck I wanted to go slow to remember Hedwig but my Uncle decided to hurry me up.
He pushed my hand very hard putting more pressure on the knife that was now cutting off the surculation(Or how ever you spell it) of Hedwig's neck. The whistle of Hedwig's song had drowned out by now.
I quickly dropped the knife praying that Uncle Vernon would go and Hedwig would still be alive. But it was too late. Hedwig wasn't breathing and for a sec I thought I was going to faint but atleast one of my prayers came true.
Uncle Vernon had left but not before he laughed evilly in my face then he walked out still laughing and proud of himself. More tears came down my cheeks mixed with blood from my aching eyes.
I looked through my tears to see a very stressed and shocked Pig(Not literally) I began to howl and yell at the small owl to leave me alone.
Once the little owl had reluctanly gone back to Ron I hugged Hedwig's ragged body that was drenched in blood and Hedwig's head was wobbling like Nearly Headless Nick's.
By the time I had cried myself to sleep it was well past midnight and my face was tear strand and patches of blood were in my hair and on my cheeks and arms from Hedwig.
I wrapped Hedwig up in my arms like she was still alive and got ready for a sad uneasy sleep.
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I am working on Chapter 3!
*Chapter 3 coming soon*
I had just fallen asleep when I was awaken by an owl banging on the window. I reconised the owl to be from Ron since Ron's owl was a one of a kind what made Ron's owl so special was because it was 5 inches smaller then any other owl (Freaky!)
"Pig!" I shouted. I was so excited to see Pig I didn't hear the drop of a beer bottle and the bang of my door until it was too late. Uncle Vernon had seen the little owl perched on the window cill outside of the bars.
Uncle Vernon was so angry he left the room and came back with Hedwig and a knife. I knew what Uncle Vernon was going to do but I didn't have the strength to stop him.
Uncle Vernon took the owl out of the cage and closed my door so no one would hear because by the look of the sky it was still dark and Aunt Petunia, And Dudley were still fast asleep. Then Uncle Vernon put Hedwig right infront of me and gave me the big sharp butcher's knife which I didn't expect.
"Kill it!" roared Uncle Vernon putting the owl on its back and pulling out a piece of string and tieing it around Hedwig's wings so she couldn't fly away. "What?" I asked confused. "Kill it!" repeated Uncle Vernon just as venomously as before.
"Im not going to kill my owl!" I said looking at Hedwig's small bundle of feathers and listening to the happy song she was whistling because she was glad to be out of the dark cold shed and be able to see a bit of light and the sky she missed flying in.
"But.." I was cut off by Uncle Vernon's fist flying in the air and making excellent contact with my jaw pain exploded in my jaw as I screamed and bit my lip to stop from crying. "Shutup" snapped Uncle Vernon slapping me on the back of the head and giving me more pain the I already had.
"Are you going to stab the owl or do you want me to do it and give you more injuries after?" said Uncle Vernon with a growl at the end. I had no choice but to kill my beautiful owl.
Tears streamed down my face as I pressed the knife lightly to Hedwig's neck I wanted to go slow to remember Hedwig but my Uncle decided to hurry me up.
He pushed my hand very hard putting more pressure on the knife that was now cutting off the surculation(Or how ever you spell it) of Hedwig's neck. The whistle of Hedwig's song had drowned out by now.
I quickly dropped the knife praying that Uncle Vernon would go and Hedwig would still be alive. But it was too late. Hedwig wasn't breathing and for a sec I thought I was going to faint but atleast one of my prayers came true.
Uncle Vernon had left but not before he laughed evilly in my face then he walked out still laughing and proud of himself. More tears came down my cheeks mixed with blood from my aching eyes.
I looked through my tears to see a very stressed and shocked Pig(Not literally) I began to howl and yell at the small owl to leave me alone.
Once the little owl had reluctanly gone back to Ron I hugged Hedwig's ragged body that was drenched in blood and Hedwig's head was wobbling like Nearly Headless Nick's.
By the time I had cried myself to sleep it was well past midnight and my face was tear strand and patches of blood were in my hair and on my cheeks and arms from Hedwig.
I wrapped Hedwig up in my arms like she was still alive and got ready for a sad uneasy sleep.
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I am working on Chapter 3!
*Chapter 3 coming soon*