Ugh! I hate that I have to do all of these chorus by myself, but that is what you get for being a freak. Why does it feel like everyone in the world hates me? Maybe because I am a freak and does freaky things. Does it look like I want to be a freak? I need to do these chorus quickly or I will get punished. I don't want more scars on my body. I started to work on my chorus. The chorus were doing the garden, cleaning, cooking, and the usual. Around 11 o'clock, I started to make lunch because I have to make all the meals around here. I just wished someone will save me from this horrible nightmare. After, I was lucky and got some leftovers from lunch and continued to work on the chorus. I forgot to tell you that I usually don't get food because the orphanage does not get enough of money. I don't get why our government will not give us enough money so all the children can have a proper meal. Another reason is because I am a freak, I told you that at breakfast. The only food I usually get will be bread and water and that is on a good day, which does not happen often. Now, it was around 2 o'clock and I have finished doing my chorus. I went to go find Ms. Collins, so she could check my work. I went to her office and waited until she was finished with whatever she was doing. She turned to me and asked, "Are you finished with you chorus?" I replied not looking in her eyes, "Yes Ma'am." She replied, "I will check them later. Now get out of my sight freak!" I ran out of her office to my bedroom. I quickly open the door making sure not to slam if because if I do not then punishment. I slide down my door and started to cry. I wished I had a normal life, but no fate decided that I was doing to be their play toy and make my life a living nightmare. I wipe my cried on my shelves of my shirt and got up off the floor. I walked over to the window and sat in the window. Looked at the window, I got inspired to write a new song. I am going to call it Welcome to my life, it reflected on my childhood. A few hours as past, and Ms. Collins yelled, "Rose get down here! You have a visitor!" I flinched and quickly got up to make myself look normal. I also was very confused because I never had a visitor in my whole life. The only visitors I had were many priests, and they were trying to get the devil got of me. I shivered at the thought of that those memories, I have mental and physical scars from those memories. I ran down stair to see Ms. Collins talking to an old man with a very long white beard. He was weirdly dressed in purple robes and had a purple hat on with a pointy end on it. I know right there I am going to be probably going to be sent a mental hospital. She turned around to see me and sweetly said, "Rose, this is Mr. Dumbledore and he said something to tell you." Mr. Dumbledore said to Ms. Collins, "I would like to talk to her in private if that is possible." Ms. Collins replied, "You can talk to her in her room. Rose, how about you show Mr. Dumbledore where your room is." I nodded my head and started to walk toward the stairs, but Mrs. Collins pulled me back and whisper in my ear, "You better be on you best behavior, or you will get punished tonight." I quickly nodded my head and then turned to Mr. Dumbledore and said, "My room is this way." When we got to my room, I sat on my bed and said, "What do you need to tell me, Mr. Dumbledore." I really hope he does not send me to a mental hospital; I know that I am not crazy. He said, "You are a witch, Rose." My eyes got wide and started to panic because that mean that I am really a freak. I quietly asked, "Can you repeat that to me?" He repeated, "You are a witch, Rose." I said, "I am sorry, you must have the wrong person. I am just Rose. I am a normal person. He followed with, "Nope, you are a witch, and you have magic." There goes my plans of trying to be a normal person. Thanks a lot fate you must really hate me. I then asked, "So magic is real?" He nodded his head. I then quickly said, "You must be joking. If you said magic is real, then prove it." Mr. Dumbledore then put out a stick and said, "Lumos." He stick started to glow and he said, "Nox." The light on his stick went away. He then said, "I am the Headmaster at Hogwarts. A school that teaches young wizards and witches magic." He then said, "Your parents were a wizard and a witch." My eyes wide and I asked, "You know my parents? Can you tell me about them? Can you tell me my last name?" He then sighed and said, "I am sorry Rose. I can't tell you your last name and your parents. You are not at the right age for me to tell you." I asked, "Can you at least tell me my age?" He replied with, "You are 10 right now but when you get to school you will 11." Then he handed me a piece of paper and said, "Here is your acceptance letter and a list of supplies." Then he continued to say, "I have already got all of you supplies so you don't need to get it." He snapped his fingers and a truck appeared in my room and he said, "All of you supplies and clothes will be in the truck. Also here is your ticket for your train ride on platform 9 3/4. The train leaves at 11 o'clock sharp on September 1. Have a good day Miss Rose and I will see you on September 1." I said, "You too, Mr. Dumbledore." He smiled at me with twinkle in his eye and left my room. I thought to myself, "He creeps me out and how can he not tell me about my last name and my parents like it is not that hard. It is not like I am famous, or something like along the lines. Also, did he put me in this orphanage? I need to be careful around Mr. Dumbledore. I don't trust him at all like why he got all of my supplies. He didn't even let me decide about going to this school." I had so many questions running though my head, but one thing for sure I guess I am a freak after all. I looked at the time and quickly ran out of my room to go make dinner. When I got finished making dinner and setting the table, Ms. Collins looks at the food and starts to smile evilly at me. I start to panic because that is not a good sign, which means I will get punished today.
Author note: Edited (7/3/2021)
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FanfictionHarry Potter Fanfiction A story about a orphan girl who lives at a orphanage. She has anger issues and trust issues. Can someone help her or will they turn their backs on a broken girl?