Prolouge

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"What do you mean I'm moving schools?" So far in the 17 years of my life, I've moved schools 5 times. When I moved into London International School, my parents told me that it would be my last and that I could finally settle in. Since then I've fallen in love with a dumb player and a sweet boy which is now my boyfriend. My life is basically perfect. Now that I'm moving schools, I have to go through the whole process of making new friends and maybe, hopefully, another boyfriend. My mum and I have been at each others throats for months now and we both won't give in. "UGHHHHHH! Your ruining my life!" I stormed into my room and locked the door as loudly as I could. I've been thinking of a plan that could possibly get me out of all this torture and I think that tonight is the night that it happens. Tonight, I will run away. Packing my bag, I feel a tear prick my eye. I can't believe that I let myself get like this. Running away from my own home. Remembering the good times when I used to think that life was great and running away from my home would be the most idiotic thing to do, I threw in a picture of my family. I left a note for my second oldest brother, Rae, the only person that has kept me from leaving this stupid house. Now that he's left for boarding school, I'm alone in this house of hell. My mum, dad and oldest brother have been telling me to go die. I finished packing and set an alarm for 1 am then went to sleep...my last night in this bed...this house...this hell.

As I woke up I new what I had to do. My best friend Mottie was the only other person besides Rae who has kept me from committing suiside. She said she would help me with my plan. I said a final goodbye to the house that I grew up in and crept out the back door.



A/N: The prolouge is kinda really boring but I promise it will get better soon!
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