I sat there waiting in the cold white room. Nothing was there but the small hardwood chair I was sitting on. My name is Jessica. I am in an insane asylum for no reason. Some people would think I'm crazy but I'm not. Thirteen years ago I witnessed something no one should have to think of. It was a cold odom morning when I went off to London. I was only 19. My friends and I were on a street in London when we heard two men speak in a whisper. One was tall: he had black hair, blue eyes and pale skin. The other one was short, a bit chubby and not very good looking. I stopped because I thought I heard the word magic. I didn't understand then; I still don't. All I know is that someone innocent is in prizen.
The two men started arguing. "Peter, how could you? They were your friends and to think I thought it was Moony who did all this, but now I know. You will pay for what you did to Lily and James." said the tall man
"S..Sirius I didn't! D...D..Don't think it was me; it was a trick, an evil trick against me." said the man called Peter with panic in his voice and on his face.
"How is that possible? You're the man I personally made secret keeper." The tall man said it so seriously that it sent shivers down my spine. "James and I confided in you.and now you make it look like I did it!" Anger was in the tall mans voice when he said this. With no warning the short man yelled something, but I wasn't listening all I could look at was a long would stick the short man was holding suddenly I saw a big blast of light.