It was a hot, summer day, in the middle of July. I got the mail, even though that's my brother's "chore"(my brother was still asleep). There was a letter that said:
Miss C. Burmingham
The Smallest Bed
(can't tell you this part)
Liverpoole
I opened it, and there, written in green ink, on heavy paper, was my letter. I let out a yelp that made Pap run into the room. "Pap! I got in! I got in! I'm going to Hogwarts!" For the first time, I was gonna go to London.
I just realized! Your gonna wanna know how I got my powers! Well, my dad is a muggle. His great-unlce was a wizard, but he was the only one. My mom is a half-blood. But she's a Squib. My brother and sister aren't magical because it's past time for THEM to get their letters. Well, that's how I'm magical.
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