Chapter 3-The Living
The next morning I ventured out of the common room. His sister came with me. I tried to hold my head high. The school has very dull brown floors. I could barely walk. I stumbled many times.
I could barely hold down my toast. The juice tasted a little off. I felt like everyone was watching me. The hall was oddly quiet. His sister finished eating. We left the hall.
"Do you want to go outside?" his sister asked.
"No!" I yelled. I did not want to be where it happened. People would talk even more.
"Do you want to go the library?" his sister asked. I used to spend a lot of time there. It seemed normal.
"Ok, but I need my bag." We went to our tower. His sister got my bag for me. I thought that if I went in, I wouldn't come out.
We studied for many hours. I finished all my homework. We were leaving when his friend came. "How are you?" his friend asked. His sister glanced at me.
"Fine." I replied coolly. I never said such a lie before.
"Good, now I need some help on the potions homework." his friend said. Men! I was so mad.
"No!" I shouted and pulled his sister out the door. I did not know men were so naive.
"He needs to pay attention." his sister remarked; referring to his friend. At least someone understands. "I'll talk to him, you go eat dinner." his sister continued. I nodded. We parted. I walked to the great hall. I knew that the eyes were watching.
I sat down. I grabbed some food. I ate it. I felt sick. I shoveled more food down. The more I ate the sicker I felt. I ate more. I threw up.