Heart pounding. Veins Throbbing. Feeling Nauseous. So, very alive, yet already dead.
This is how I felt.
I stood on the edge of a bridge. Arms outstretched, I looked into the waters below.
I heard the tires of a familiar red Porche screech up behind me.
"McKenna!" Meredith screamed. "Don't jump! Please!"
I jumped. Trololololololol.
Something, everything that was me and everyone else and everything else, every emotion and every laugh, cry, scream, every other sound, every other word, infinite love meeting infinite hate, welled up inside of me and came out of me.
Meredith screamed above, and I met something that could only be described as magic.
A/N I'm sorry this is so short! I feel terrible, yet I kinda like this chapter because it explains my perspective of magic.
Poof.
Anyways, Meredith is going to hate me SO MUCH. hehehe. I'm sorry that this chapter was kind of suicidal/bad/inappropriate but who gives a care bear. NOT ME!
Love Y'all,
Rosie :)
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Forgotten - A Harry Potter FanFiction
FanfictieMcKenna Elizabeth Rose Passion Malfoy is not who she seems to be. She is the sort-of twin of Draco Malfoy, a squib. In the process of trying to kill herself, she learns she is a witch. Sent off to Hogwarts, she finds love, friendship, and acceptance...
