I am a 11 year old girl in grade 5. Also known as middle school I go to school and put up with mean girls. I am muggle born as you probably got by that. My life is normal, I turned 11 in April and I hate winter. I like reading and I dislike math. It can't get anymore normal. School is boring, hard but I do well. I get good grades and I do well. I wake up at 7:00 and school starts at 8:15. I walk to school with two other girls. School ends at 4:30 and I get home at 5:00. I have homework then I watch t.v and go to sleep. I also have dinner and dessert. My dreams are normal and my life is normal. I am not different and not unique. Sure I have made some things happen when I was angry but that is it. Nothing else. We get our mail delivered by fed ex. We live in a apartment building in New York City. That day we expected some earmuffs to come in the mail. (It was a terrible winter) the fed ex guy buzzed up and I let him. Holding the door open with the wind brushing my hair back I had no idea how much my life would change in that few minutes.