Prologue:
I looked out my window and saw nothing. No, i was not blind, it's just my parents didn't let me look out windows. they thought i would be brainwashed by the sunlight.
that didn't make sense to me, but i listened to them anyways, since they were my parents.
i lived the walk in closet of all the shoes my mum bought. it reallys tunk living there since she bought a new pair like every day.
i shouldhave beenliving in a nice, big, comfortable room since iwas an only child,right?
wrong.
ever since i was a young boy, strange things have happened.
for example, when my ever-critisizing mother tried to cut my hair, resulting in near baldness, but the next morning i woke up and all my hair was back.
i was completely taken back by this, but not so much as my father, who slapped me until i was unconsious and then made me sleep in the closet without a blanket.in winter. with all the windows open.
you must be wondering, what kind of parents would treat they're kid this way? i mean, don't they love him?
well to tell the truth, i didn't think so. but i loved them back with all my being, since without them i could have been in some dumpster, dead and rotting away.
you must also be wondering what my name is by now, so i will tell you.
My name is Harry James Potter, and this is my life story.
