There once was a girl, by the name of Melody Macy. Throughout her childhood, she faced great challenges. When she was born, her father died, leaving herself and her mother behind. Her mother never talks about him for she remarried not only but a year later. She now lives with her sister and two brothers, but things there aren't as "typical" as you might think.
The thing is, sense her father died, her mother has wanted nothing to do with her. Of course her mother included her basic needs, all except an important few. Love, understanding, and communication. Without these, Melody felt alone. Her "father" was always working, nor did he want to spend time with her. In a way, you could way he was disgusted with her. There's not a specific reason why, just that she's another mans daughter.
Melody's brothers and sister wasn't too pleasant either. When they were a little younger together, they would always play games and always make Melody the bad guy. They would tease and make fun of her when they played these games. I guess it was an excuse for them to make fun of her without getting in trouble.
But now, Melody is 11 and gets to discover something, a little... magical.
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The Truth (a Harry Potter fanfiction)
FanfictionAs a young girl, Melody thought her life was just going to be like everyday. Filled with depression, one day she discovers something, a little out of the ordinary.
