Hogwarts Daily News Issue #110
written by Celeste Evergreen
In this issue, we have some reader's opinions on the Deathly Hallows and a thrilling short story. Read up on some news regarding Fantastic Beasts, and an article about renaming HP characters! See some fan theories on why Petunia hated Lily, plus 4 spells you can use in winter! Enjoy all those articles and much more in today's issue! Please note that neither our publisher nor out substitute publisher could publish today's issue (a rare occurrence!), so Celeste Evergreen, our HDN Manager and Publisher, is publishing today. This book description/teaser text intro was also written by Celeste Evergreen.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
16
Reads
588
Where Am I? (Short Story)
Chapter 3
Where Am I?
Where am I?
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Is the question I ask as I stroll through New York city while pushing my sister’s wheelchair along the wet pavement. There is a difference between where I am and where I come from.
I come from fresh lemonade being sold on the streets of Philadelphia for 5 cents. I come from the tiny room in our apartment that has just enough space for me to call it home. I come from those lonely days when I’d know that I live in not such a grand or big or fancy place, but it’s perfect. If not - at least it’s good enough for me.
I have frizzy chocolate brown hair that curls all the way down to my shoulders, and a slim body. Where a smile was planted on my face, there is a frown. I wished that I didn’t feel so lost in New York. I wished that my father could keep his old job back in Philadelphia. I wished for a lot of things right now.
My sister has the same hair as mine, except for the fact that hers is straight, not frizzy. She has dark blue eyes. I have green. My mother looks like me, and my father looks completely different than the rest of us. He has navy blue eyes, which are darker than what my sister has. He has jet black hair and pale skin. I sometimes wonder if I will ever be able to look at that silent girl who is standing in the mirror and tell her that New York is the place for me. That girl’s name is Maya.
That’s me.
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- An original short story by Penelope, HDN Writer
Author’s note:
This is a story about a girl who feels as if she is lost in such a big city. It will take time to feel like she is home. But she meets challenges and people who help her overcome then. In the end, she’s not so alone.
Where am I?
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Is the question I ask as I stroll through New York city while pushing my sister’s wheelchair along the wet pavement. There is a difference between where I am and where I come from.
I come from fresh lemonade being sold on the streets of Philadelphia for 5 cents. I come from the tiny room in our apartment that has just enough space for me to call it home. I come from those lonely days when I’d know that I live in not such a grand or big or fancy place, but it’s perfect. If not - at least it’s good enough for me.
I have frizzy chocolate brown hair that curls all the way down to my shoulders, and a slim body. Where a smile was planted on my face, there is a frown. I wished that I didn’t feel so lost in New York. I wished that my father could keep his old job back in Philadelphia. I wished for a lot of things right now.
My sister has the same hair as mine, except for the fact that hers is straight, not frizzy. She has dark blue eyes. I have green. My mother looks like me, and my father looks completely different than the rest of us. He has navy blue eyes, which are darker than what my sister has. He has jet black hair and pale skin. I sometimes wonder if I will ever be able to look at that silent girl who is standing in the mirror and tell her that New York is the place for me. That girl’s name is Maya.
That’s me.
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
- An original short story by Penelope, HDN Writer
Author’s note:
This is a story about a girl who feels as if she is lost in such a big city. It will take time to feel like she is home. But she meets challenges and people who help her overcome then. In the end, she’s not so alone.
