What is Wrong With Me?

A/N: Well this is my first shot writing a fanfic. It will probably be boring and not very creative but I wanted to try anyways to see if someone is bored enough to read it. Suggestions on improvement are welcomed. Also wanted to add that English is not my first language so bear with me please ^_^. Still, I'll try my best.

Prologue: memories of the past.

Have you ever wondered if you belong some where else? Have you ever thought there is some place out there that is slightly better than the place you are currently living? Well… I have. I desperately need to get away from the life I'm currently living, even if it means death.

Have you ever heard of an eleven year old speak of suicide? I don't go out often so this will be a first…

But who in my place wouldn't think of it? I mean my parents died God knows how, I have no known relatives so I'm stuck in an orphanage. And the guy who takes care of us is a damn sadist that has taken the habit of harming me quite often… he loves seeing me in pain.

Anyways, my suspicions of him been a sick bastard were confirm one night he tried to take advantage of me. I said tried because he was not able to do anything to me. He dragged me to his room, left the usual bruises on my body, but this time he didn't stop there, he took away both our clothes off, but when he was about to take the rest of my innocence away, he suddenly flew back hitting his head on the night table and falling unconscious. I then had the opportunity to take my clothes and leave.

After that I was more disgusted, if possible, at my self. I couldn't look at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't stop thinking that I deserved the things that had happened to me.

Anyways, a couple of weeks latter I received a letter that said that I was accepted at a school named Hogwarts.