The Letter

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I walked home with another black eye. My hood up and face down. I can't say home, because it's my aunt's house. It's not like she cares about me anyway. I know I'm a wizard. I've been waiting for my letter to arrive for weeks. I opened the door slamming it behind me. My aunt has quite a bit of money she just doesn't use it on me. She just keeps me because she promised my parents. Who are dead. My father, Jacob John Riddle, a great wizard himself. Mother, Veronica Fiona Riddle, a perfect witch. They both went to Hogwarts. That's where they meant.
How sweet. Not really. Tom Riddle was my grandfather until Harry Potter killed him. I believe he deserved it, but Dumbledore didn't have to kill my parents. Yes Dumbledore killed my parents. It was the only way Voldemort would become weaker. One thing I know is Voldemort gave me some of his power. See he actually cared about me. And he cared about his family. He also gave me his wand. The Elder wand, he left it for me. No one knows I have it except him and I. A nice man to me. It's the wand I'm taking to Hogwarts. It's not like they examine the wands. It has Riddle carved into the side of it. I walked up stairs to my bedroom. I threw my backpack on the ground and kicked my shoes off. I went to the bathroom and cleaned my eye. I don't know why the muggles bully me. I never did anything. Besides they don't know what I can really do. Maybe one day I'll cast spells on them to make them frogs or something. After cleaning my eye I went back to my room, sat on my bed and cried. All I did was cried. All of the sudden I heard the mail slot. I wiped my face with a tissue. And walked downstairs. Aunt Welma isn't home from work yet, she is a lawyer. I grabbed the mail off of the ground and looked for a letter from Hogwarts. They were all addressed to Welma. Then another one flew through the slot. I picked it up shocked. It was from Hogwarts! It was addressed to me. I've never gotten a letter. I put the rest on the kitchen counter and took my letter. I walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch. I opened the letter unfolding the paper.
It just told me I was accepted to the school and when to go to the Train station. There was also a list of things I needed on the back and where to get money for it. I wrote a letter for Aunt Welma telling her I went to London to get the things I needed for Hogwarts school.

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I know it's not that good so far, but it will get better. 1/1/15

~North

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