Dear Fred,

July 31st,1999

Dear Fred,

I'm at the Burrow again.It's Harry's birthday today.Mum made some really good cake. I am really bored and tired. I can't sleep anymore.Hermione says i have insomnia(whatever the hell that is). The shop is doing great by the way.Ron still helps out.I pull pranks on him but it still doesn't feel the same. I miss you sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.I feel like someone ripped another part of me away.I really should shut up now,I'm just wasting parchment.Mum says it's good to vent my feelings into these letters.I don't know how because I feel way worse. Bye.

                                                               Love,

                                                                    George