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Date Posted: 17:03:23 06/05/02 Wed
Author: Claire Rieera
Subject: .:: I miss you more and more each day ::.

.:: The End

Claire was letting a few tears fall down her cheeks as she blinked, face illuminated by the fire light. The dapple-shaded, layered hair was up in a white ribbon, wisps of hair falling down. Her attire was consisting of nearly all white, the absolute contradiction of her feelings which were as dark as night. The tears were like crystals of pain, symbolising everything wrong. They fell onto the creased portrait of her mom and dad, they waved back at her, smiling. This was how she wanted to remember them, but the picture of them mangled in her manor haunted her thoughts. She wished to return to the British aristocracy and live out the life of carefree luxury that had been promised to her. No can-do.

She viewed the small licking flames, wishing it were a conflagration and would burn this establishment and everyone in it, including her, to the ground. That was how it was with her. No Hogwarts, no Britain, no life. She had bowed down and been beaten into submission by hatred and evil. She'd let them win her game. She couldn't go on anymore, it didn't make much sense to try. No one was going to match the pain she or anyone else from Britain knew, no one was going to match the eternal suffering. And if they could, would they dare even show it at a time like this? All her kinsman, dead. Gone. Forever.

What remained of her, wasn't even her. Of course the sun ahd to shine sometime, right? She was forced to live, shackled by the fates to Earth, to this place, and was she going to keep on lying down and being beaten into submission? Claire, no matter the situation, wasn't going to do that. After all, she had once had ambition as any Slytherin would, now she just needed to find it again. She'd find that when she did, all the evil would be waning, and peace would finally be instilled in her. At last, she could find a way to restore herself. It wasn't going to be easy, but all those bad feelings were soon going to go away, they had to, right?

Things were going to look bright as soon as she got through the thicket of troubles, and she would make it. She would make it because she Claire, and it was time for a little light in her undying world of darkness. It was time to get up and fight back. It was time for sunshine.

The beginning

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