I walked the long corridors until I realized I didn’t know anything from here. At one point, the thoughts were that I should make friends, but where to start, I asked myself. Realizing that I might have to go to the great hall, I stood still because I realized that I was very afraid to let new people in, because maybe they would hurt me a lot more than the people I had in my life before. So I spent my first days at night scouring the corridors, which had no spirits, and writing my notes, thinking about what tomorrow would bring me.