"My mother. She was a beautiful witch and the only person in my family, who found me not completely worthless, and she secretly hated my father, he had used a potion on her when they got married and would have killed her, had she told him that she hated him. But he
Learned to read minds and now he can almost block you-know-who from reading his mind, almost.
That night, the night she was ruthlessly murdered, we were eating dinner and father had just tortured her. He did it all the time; he was truly an evil man. He was also the most shallow. I knew that he was having an affair with none other than Bellatrix, my aunt. He loved her for her and not her appearance. If only he loved my mother for that, and not just her beauty. In school he tried making me a clone of him. It almost worked, every day he put the imperius curse on me and brainwashed me into thinking he was the 'almighty master' directly under Voldemort, mind you. I was cruel to those whom I should have been friends with. They were the ones who were actually popular. If Lucius didn't put the spell on me, I would have been the blonde Sirius Black. Now, you must admit, that is hilarious. Instead I was the blonde Severus Snape and that is a little, well Ironic seeing as he's my unofficial godfather. My mother actually loved him and not my father and so he became my guardian and godfather on my mother's side. But now back to that night. My father was testing out his new power. My mother was crying about him beating her, well on the inside. She was thinking about how Severus would never treat her like that. How I know you ask? She told me of coarse!
I was aware that my father was reading her mind, and of coarse she had no clue. He stood up and slapped her so hard, that she began to bleed. I was much younger then. I cried at the sight of my mother bleeding and she had to hold in the sobs. She stared at him with the saddest eyes I have ever seen. I stayed sitting and held in the sobs. I was weak and couldn't. I told Lucius that I bit my tongue really hard. He believed me and I kept crying. He knew that I was weak and couldn't hold in such minor sobs. He used the criciatus and eventually the sectumsempra and she got up and ran I got up and followed her. He didn't notice that I had gone to. We left and started running for the exit to the Malfoy Manor and were stopped by our own security defenses and the death eaters. The spells rang out and we stopped when she fell from the cruciatus and then she fell on top of me and they fired the cruciatus at me. My blood burned and my bones were molten magma, or vise versa. She was dead. My father found me and was ashamed and I was punished with the cruciatus and many others that I can't remember. I must pretend to be a death eater. I must lie." Tailia put the diary down. She had found it in Draco's room; he forgot to lock her door. And now she knew WHY. Why his life seemed to need more love, his family was heartless, except for his mum.