/flashback;harry's pov/
/entry date;8.16.08/
Here I am.
14 now.
Today I went to the Corridor for young children.
I have to say, I hated it.
The boys there were nice, some I hated;
But there was this girl, my was she beautiful.
/entry date;8.17.08/
I talked to the girl today. She told me her name was Anna, close to mums name. She reminds me of mum too, not that she looks like her, but she's so beautiful, and speaks with a soft tone.
I must admit, I took her to my favorite place;
the railroad.
Where I go to think about life, and what it'd be like to still have mummy and daddy.
I kissed her;
not on the cheek, but on the lips.
Her lips tasted like nothing really. I did think it would be better.
She's gone now. I don't know where she went, but I never see her anymore around here.
Everyone I love seems to manage their way out of my life.
Everyone.
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