Squib in a Wizards World

Squib in a Wizards World

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
I wake up everyday with lighters and other things up my sleeve. I remember it like it was yesterday when I found out that I was a squib. I tried my best to hide this fact from everyone I knew but I knew that eventually I would have to fess up. I didn't I kept playing tricks and lying to my friends and family until I finally got a job that didn't need much contact with magic. This is my story on how I swindled my family and most of the wizarding world. ==================================================================== Hello there I am just saying this once and only once I do not own Harry Potter and also that I will be uploading every Friday and also please don't be too cruel to judge my book and give it a try.
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These are my confessions to everything that I've done. When you read this I don't want you to look at me differently. I don't want your pity or any type of sympathy. See I knew what I signed up for when I entered the game. I choose this lifestyle and at one time I thought it was the best choice for me. I had access to any and everything. Don't be fooled though there is always a dark side. Nobody ever tells you about the price you have to pay when you are in my position. Everybody sees the good but, not the bad. The days you have to spend trying to cover your face with makeup. The different people you meet every night just to survive. The things you would go through just to get someone's attention. I guess you could say I did it for love. Only if you believe in that type of stuff. I would like to call my experience a high. It was pure ecstasy at first. The charming smile, expensive clothes, fancy dinners, nice vacations. Then it turns into a living hell you can't escape from. That's when people start showing their true colors. When lights go off there is a whole different side to a person. You could literally be sleeping next to the devil himself. 'Let's do this dirty laundry'

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