I have nothing to do. Nothing to write. NOTHING!
This is so boring! Plus, since full moon was last night, I couldn't sleep! So, I slept all day. Now, it's 12:00 am and I CAN'T SLEEP!
I'll just write. Writing is hard and tedious, but it's better than sitting alone in the darkness.
I'll write about my friends, the marauders. (We named ourselves that last month)
So, first one's James. James Charlus Potter, he's blind without his glasses, his hair is a mess (he won't admit that he hates it like that), and he's my best friend. Yeah, yeah, I know it sounds sappy. James just...well...he.....
WRITING IS HARD. I'll write about him some other time.
For now, I'll just draw stuff and maybe try to get some sleep.
YOU ARE READING
The Journal of Sirius Black
FanficThis is my journal. It is loaded with hexes, charms, and curses that even my fellow marauders can't get past. Don't even try to read it. Why are you still reading this? Don't say I didn't warn you! (DISCLAIMER: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling...
