Ditz: My First Harry Potter story! I'm so proud of my self.
Boy Beater: And I care cause......
Bookie: Are you going to actually update this one
Ditz: *pout*Shut up you meanie
Bear: Well I'm Proud of this story what do you think boys
Bear's Fan Club: Yes, yes what ever you say oh wonderful and kind Bear
President of Fan Club: Even is she is a dumb, evil, and immature brat
Ditz: *loops one are around Bear* This wonderful story would not be possible with out the wonderful corrections made by my best buddy Bear. By the way can you make one of your fan club members say the disclaimer?
Bear: Sure. Secretary recite Ditz's Disclaimer.
Bear's Secretary of her Fan club: LostAngel2 does not own Harry Potter or anything else for that matter. She is making no profit off this story. If she did I would want half for saying.
Ditz: Right.
Bookie: By the way why is everything you write so depressing?
Ditz:: Cause it is now cry me a river build me a bridge and get over it.
CC: That's my line.
Ditz: Fine anyway if anyone likes sailor moon go over and read What's With All The Redhead's by the wonderful writer, bearmoon. Anyway that was a hopeless plug now on with the story ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Why am I alive? After all everyone hates me. My family is looking for any chance to disown me. Now my friends are acting like I don't exist, not that I blame them. I am beginning to wonder if I was only put in this world to mess up everyone's lives. After all I have done a wonderful job so far. I should get a metal for the amounts of lives I have messed up. I don't know who hates me more; my family or my friends. My family wishes I was never born; they even told me so. Every time I come home it is always the same thing, they always say why can't you be more like your little brother. My perfect little brother. Perfect my ass; my little brother is a stuck up, muggle hating, brat. I wonder how I'm related to someone like him. My friends I don't blame the, for ignoring me one bit. It's my fault they hate me. I wish that every time I went over to tell them I was sorry they wouldn't walk away. I guess that is what I get for spilling Moonie's secret to Snape of all people. If I have told someone like Lilly they might have forgiven me by now.
I hate the way I let Snape get the best of me. The day I spilled everything to Snape he had pushed me over the edge mentally. Snape had been telling me what a disgrace I was to my family and I should be more like my brother maybe then I would be more like a Noble Black. That really got me mad but what came next pushed me over the edge. He was saying Peter wasn't even worthy to like his toes. Then he called James a puppy dog trying to do anything for attention and he said Remus disappeared once a month because he was helping some evil wizards up rise. That was the last straw. I told him to follow Remus. I told him how to get by the Willow. Then I blurted everything to James. James, being the great guy he is, when off to save Snape. "How could you be so dumb," were the last words he said to me. Not one person in my house said one word to me knowing if one of the Malders aren't talking something big must of happened.
Why do I deserve to live? That's a good question. Maybe I shouldn't live at all. I deserve to die more then anyone I know, even Snape and Malfoy. The real question is do I want to take my own life? Let's see my family wants to disown me and my friends pretend I don't exist. Ok not much of a choice. I should just kill myself now and get it over with, after all everyone dies sooner or later.
Now how should I do it? Maybe a sword, slit my wrists. No, too messy. Some one will have to clean the blood. What about jumping from the Astronomy tower?. All they will have to do is remove my body. That's what I will do. It's not like anyone would miss me.
Maybe I should write a note saying good bye? Yes I can finally tell the gang sorry and they can't run. At least then they will know how I feel. So I reach in my trunk and pull out a piece of parchment and a quill. I try to think about what to write. After all it's not like everyday you write a good bye forever note to your friends. I finally write:
Dear Prongs, Moonie, and Wormtail,
I've been wanting to tell you I am so sorry about spilling Moonie's secret to Snape . You three are the best friends I have ever had. Actually you are the only friends I have ever had. I really wanted to tell you how sorry. I have been trying to tell you how sorry I was but every time I got close you would walk away. I hoped everyday you would yell at me because if you yelled I would know I exist. I think pretending I am not there is worse then yelling by far.
So I started to think do I really deserve to live? I thought and I thought and I decided no I don't. Then I decided I should either slit my wrist or try to fly. Well you all know by now I love to fly. So I decided tonight I would try to fly. Prongs had detention and Moonie would be helping Wormtail in the library. So tonight I'm going to make my way to the astronomy tower and try to fly.
I know you guys could care less and not care if I am sorry or not, and I don't blame you, but I had to tell you I was sorry. You guys can have all my stuff when I'm gone; after all you three were the closest thing to family I got. I'm so sorry, try to forgive me.
-Padfoot
I get up and place it on James's night stand. Tonight he'll find it when he get's back from detention. When he get's it I will be dead and much happier. I take one last look around the room and smile and whisper softly, "good bye memories." I walk out of the room and take my last walk up the halls to the Astronomy tower.
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Boy Beater: And I care cause......
Bookie: Are you going to actually update this one
Ditz: *pout*Shut up you meanie
Bear: Well I'm Proud of this story what do you think boys
Bear's Fan Club: Yes, yes what ever you say oh wonderful and kind Bear
President of Fan Club: Even is she is a dumb, evil, and immature brat
Ditz: *loops one are around Bear* This wonderful story would not be possible with out the wonderful corrections made by my best buddy Bear. By the way can you make one of your fan club members say the disclaimer?
Bear: Sure. Secretary recite Ditz's Disclaimer.
Bear's Secretary of her Fan club: LostAngel2 does not own Harry Potter or anything else for that matter. She is making no profit off this story. If she did I would want half for saying.
Ditz: Right.
Bookie: By the way why is everything you write so depressing?
Ditz:: Cause it is now cry me a river build me a bridge and get over it.
CC: That's my line.
Ditz: Fine anyway if anyone likes sailor moon go over and read What's With All The Redhead's by the wonderful writer, bearmoon. Anyway that was a hopeless plug now on with the story ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Why am I alive? After all everyone hates me. My family is looking for any chance to disown me. Now my friends are acting like I don't exist, not that I blame them. I am beginning to wonder if I was only put in this world to mess up everyone's lives. After all I have done a wonderful job so far. I should get a metal for the amounts of lives I have messed up. I don't know who hates me more; my family or my friends. My family wishes I was never born; they even told me so. Every time I come home it is always the same thing, they always say why can't you be more like your little brother. My perfect little brother. Perfect my ass; my little brother is a stuck up, muggle hating, brat. I wonder how I'm related to someone like him. My friends I don't blame the, for ignoring me one bit. It's my fault they hate me. I wish that every time I went over to tell them I was sorry they wouldn't walk away. I guess that is what I get for spilling Moonie's secret to Snape of all people. If I have told someone like Lilly they might have forgiven me by now.
I hate the way I let Snape get the best of me. The day I spilled everything to Snape he had pushed me over the edge mentally. Snape had been telling me what a disgrace I was to my family and I should be more like my brother maybe then I would be more like a Noble Black. That really got me mad but what came next pushed me over the edge. He was saying Peter wasn't even worthy to like his toes. Then he called James a puppy dog trying to do anything for attention and he said Remus disappeared once a month because he was helping some evil wizards up rise. That was the last straw. I told him to follow Remus. I told him how to get by the Willow. Then I blurted everything to James. James, being the great guy he is, when off to save Snape. "How could you be so dumb," were the last words he said to me. Not one person in my house said one word to me knowing if one of the Malders aren't talking something big must of happened.
Why do I deserve to live? That's a good question. Maybe I shouldn't live at all. I deserve to die more then anyone I know, even Snape and Malfoy. The real question is do I want to take my own life? Let's see my family wants to disown me and my friends pretend I don't exist. Ok not much of a choice. I should just kill myself now and get it over with, after all everyone dies sooner or later.
Now how should I do it? Maybe a sword, slit my wrists. No, too messy. Some one will have to clean the blood. What about jumping from the Astronomy tower?. All they will have to do is remove my body. That's what I will do. It's not like anyone would miss me.
Maybe I should write a note saying good bye? Yes I can finally tell the gang sorry and they can't run. At least then they will know how I feel. So I reach in my trunk and pull out a piece of parchment and a quill. I try to think about what to write. After all it's not like everyday you write a good bye forever note to your friends. I finally write:
Dear Prongs, Moonie, and Wormtail,
I've been wanting to tell you I am so sorry about spilling Moonie's secret to Snape . You three are the best friends I have ever had. Actually you are the only friends I have ever had. I really wanted to tell you how sorry. I have been trying to tell you how sorry I was but every time I got close you would walk away. I hoped everyday you would yell at me because if you yelled I would know I exist. I think pretending I am not there is worse then yelling by far.
So I started to think do I really deserve to live? I thought and I thought and I decided no I don't. Then I decided I should either slit my wrist or try to fly. Well you all know by now I love to fly. So I decided tonight I would try to fly. Prongs had detention and Moonie would be helping Wormtail in the library. So tonight I'm going to make my way to the astronomy tower and try to fly.
I know you guys could care less and not care if I am sorry or not, and I don't blame you, but I had to tell you I was sorry. You guys can have all my stuff when I'm gone; after all you three were the closest thing to family I got. I'm so sorry, try to forgive me.
-Padfoot
I get up and place it on James's night stand. Tonight he'll find it when he get's back from detention. When he get's it I will be dead and much happier. I take one last look around the room and smile and whisper softly, "good bye memories." I walk out of the room and take my last walk up the halls to the Astronomy tower.
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