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Dear Journal,
Mother bought me this journal for my sixteenth birthday. According to her, writing my feelings down will help me "heal". Pathetic if you ask me. I don't need to "heal" from anything. She has been distraught since father has been imprisoned. I miss him too. I refuse to tell anyone how I feel, even Uncle Sev. I hate talking about my feelings; it makes me feel foolish and weak. Only my father could get me to "open up," but he is no longer here. True, I don't always agree with the things he has done in the past, like bowing down and kissing the robes of a halfblood, who is trying to control the whole damn world. But I always felt comfortable around him (not including the time I have been punished by the man. That's always a bit uncomfortable, if you know what I mean). I feel safe when I'm with father. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother, but Father and I have always been a little closer.
Sev's awesome too. I can always go to him if I have a problem.Take Potter for example. I can talk to Sev before class, and tell him how Potter has been being a pain in my arse, and then, during class, Sev will make Potter feel and look bad to make me feel better. I love it when he does that. God, what am I doing writing in some journal? I feel foolish. Spilling my feelings and emotions in some inanimate object. Pointless really. Bye. I don't know why I just wrote that. Nor do I know why I keep writing. Damn. Bye- never mind.
-Draco
(Who else!)
A/N: I know it's a little short but I just started writing, and I couldn't stop. Please review and tell me what you think! Oh yea, I'm not to thrilled with the title, so if you have any ideas for a new one please tell me:p