I finished putting on my makeup and walk down stairs to make some breakfast. Ginny comes down and sets the table. I am making French toast and some eggs. I sit down at the table and wait for the rest to come down.
10 minutes later:
I have everything ready and me and Ginny hear loud thumps coming down the stairs. Mom comes in and looks at the food on the table and looks at me and Ginny. "Ginny darling, how sweet of you to do that. I bet Amelia just sat down and watched didn't do anything. What a bad sister," mom says. She glares at me and I run away into my room, slamming the door shut. I cry, I cry because of my mother. I cry for about 5 minutes and look up. (Warning blood) I look around and find a muggle pocket knife. I take it and think 'should I do this' I remember all the times my mom has ignored me and how she mistreated me. I raise the pocket knife to my arm and take a deep breath. (⚠ its about to start) I slice my arm, blood spills down my arm I start to cry, not because of the pain but the memory's of my mom.
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The Lost And Forgotten Child
FanfictionGinny has a twin nobody knows about. What happens when Ginny's twin sister goes to Hogwarts?
