Everyone gasp. The writer has writers block. For once I can't find the words to describe what I am feeling. So I am taking a page out of Justin's Finch-Fletchley's book and using a song or two. Sorry they aren't my words...but if you don't know what is going on. They are still lovely lyrics.

( Hour of Darkness, viewable to all )

( Private Musings )

( Private thoughts of Hannah Abbott. )

I am not going to complain because it is dark and cold. Because that is better than bright, and filled with stale air. I will say this. Can we please paint the walls of the hospital wing? Something besides white ( Read more... )

Since I choose not to speak. I have been forced to write in a journal. My parents haven't realized which journal they have given me.

Ernie, Susan, I need a favor.

( Private )

They say curiousity killed the cat. My curiousity gets me into trouble...there are some days I just wish I could keep my mouth shut. By the way, I apologize to all the Hufflepuffs, the unusual amount of smoke in the Common Room was my fault...sorry.

( Private Thoughts...please don't read )

Ernie Macmillan, you owe me so big. Next time warn me, before you let me walk into a snake pit. Doomed together...You have some explaining to do. Your girlfriend? Well, I would have rather you had asked me first ( Read more... )

( Private thoughts )