- Joined April 2020
- Member of Hufflepuff
- 0 House Points
- 1st Year
- United States
Backstory
I'm a young 11 year old boy and I wanted to become a wizard. I was acsepted into hogwarts with help from my my father when I was 11. I never had many friends before hogwarts, so I would do everything my friends would ask me to. They dared me to do all of theise crazy things that would get me in troubble. One time the called me a scardy cat, so I ventured off into the woods late at night to prove I wasn't a scardy cat (I am). I didn't bring my wand because it was the begining of the year, I didn't really know how to use it. I wasn't waching were I was going, and I fell. I fell for a while. Well, it felt like a while. When I hit the ground, it hurt. A lot. But it stopped, and I was able to go back to hogwarts. I found my friends, but they freaked out and left me. I still want to become a wizard, even tho I'm dead. I just need a friend to help me. So...
...will you be my friend?