"YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!" a voice whisper shoutefd at Harry in his dream.
"AAAAAAAAAA! he screamed as he woke up.
"What?" Ghosty said.
"I AM GOING TO DIE!" he screamed.
"please yes" ghosty said but quietly.
Ghosty was a bit bored of Harry being loud and not understanding things. Maybe if Harry died, things would be better for everyone.
"SHHHH" another voice said but to GhosTy.
"AAAA" he screamed.
"AH AH AHAHA" the voice laughed and ran away.
Harry got a letter in the group room door.
"Harry you have a letter" a red boy said.
"Oh no" he said.
"What is wrong hary?" he said.
"I got a letter once and I got hurt" he said.
"This is a different letter" he said.
"It is." he said.
Harry opened the letter. It looked empty but when he shook it, a piece of paper dropped out. It was a photograph. A pohotgraph of...GINGER!
"ITS GINGER" the red boy said.
"WHERE" red people shouted.
"No. It is a photograph and in the photograph it is ginger" he said.
Everyone went back to reading.
"Harry, it is a photograph og Ginger" Ghosty said.
"It is," he said.
Harry looked at the photo and was very very confused because why would people send a photo to him.
"Why he said.
Harry put the photograph on a table and went to the floor to go back to bed because he was tired again.