I couldn't understand why they thought I did it. I would never do anything wrong. Well, I'm not perfect, I have done things in the past that are wrong, but never in my life would I ever do anything like this. It's heartbreaking and horrible. I don't even think it was possible of being thought of.... Well I guess it was, because someone did. Whoever actually did this is pure evil. No one in their right mind would never do anything like this, everyone has a heart, big or small, they still have one. So I have been here for about four whole days, and I am so depressed, I feel like I'm going crazy, I have no happiness left in me, at all. I have alot of sadness, anger, and pain. It feels like I have been here for years, this is one experience I will not forget. The room they put me in is, not all the way at the end, I'm in a spot where my room is facing towards the sea, the bars face towards it, I'm sort of in the middle. Except the bars are at the top of the wall, a small kind of window, and on the other side of my " room " is a big, bulky, metal door. On the other side of the door is plain out horror, foggy floors and the guards wear cloaks that cover their faces. I've been in the muggle world for to long, the correct term for the ' guards ' is dementors. They are things, I wouldn't consider humans, because they aren't. They don't have a face, and when they give you the" kiss ", they suck out your soul and leave you pretty much lifeless, you don't live at all anymore, you just exist. In my room, I have a small metal bed, with a thin faded blue blanket, a see through white sheet, and a pillow case with some feathers in it. The blanket doesn't even help with the coldness in this room, the whole room is pure concrete and metal. I'm wearing a regular green T- Shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of black vans....... " I Look Like A Muggle!!!!!!!!!! " Maybe I shouldn't have screamed that out loud, because two dementors entered my room, one with his wand pulled out and the other holding something, I would have reached for my wand, but they took it away when they brought me here. I have tried doing wandless magic, it's useless, it doesn't work, I guess they put some kind of spell that blocks it. But it doesn't look like they came because I yelled I looked like a muggle. The dementor that was holding something and just threw it at me, I was hoping it was food, because I haven't eaten since I came. But instead it was a letter, and after they so kindly gave it to me they left. I guess since I was so caught up in my thoughts, I didn't get depressed.... Cool. I went over and picked it up it was a letter.. Hmmm." Oh great, thank you for my delivery!!!!! " Maybe I should stop yelling, because I heard footsteps and I ran to my bed, afraid of seeing another dementor. Because I don't think I'll be able to keep myself strong again. But it was a false alarm, but only for me. I heard a woman scream very pitchy as if her life depended on it, well I guess it did because after a minute or so it immediately stopped. and it was quiet once more. I'm guessing she just got kissed. Poor her, I hope she didn't have a family, I wonder what she did... Now that I got my train of thought back, I started to study my letter, it said my name in gold cursive letters, Mr. Jonathan Heart. I then ever so carefully opened the delicate letter unsure if I'll ever receive another one. And inside the envelope was a long handwritten letter in black ink, and cursive. I just skimmed through it to see whom it was from......... It was from the Ministry of Magic.
