Hermione's POV
An immense sense of happiness had filled me up today. And it really felt good to feel...positive. I realised that by locking myself away from the wonderful world, I was basically trying to be a dead person, never thinking how living could make me feel better. Sure, life may have ups and downs, but we always can't look at those unfortunate events that have been haunting us like ghosts everyday. We should always see the bright side of everything. As I made this mental speech to myself, I look through the window, seeing the snow fall gently onto the ground. Smiling to myself, I quickly got my coat and stepped out of the house.
Woah, it was cold, but I loved it. It was definitely better than the cottage. I saw a little girl trying to make a snowman, but just couldn't seem to do it. And me, feeling like a hyper child again, decided to help her. Her smile, it showed satisfaction. And it was so angelic. Then I realized that I did not know her name. "Hey kid! Now, what's your name? I didn't quite catch it." I said.
In her sweet tone, she said,"Kaylie. Thank you so much for helping me!" With that, she ran off. I laughed. Oh how sweet that girl was. I really hoped to see her again.
Suddenly, my head started throbbing in pain. But I didn't care, I wanted to stay outside. But the chilly air just made it worse. I started coughing heavily. And worse still, I started vomitting. Vomitting out blood. People just stared at me in shock. Red spot started to cloud my vision and my head started spinning. I was in excruciating pain, and I didn't know where I was going. Before I knew it, everything turned black. And I couldn't see anything.
