Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2014 17:47:59 GMT -5
Chelsea was sitting in one of her favorite spots at Hogwarts.
Outside of the crowded building, away from students and teachers, she could sit here in peace by the lake under her favorite tree. It wasn't that she hated people....just the opposite, but numerous events in her young life had taught her that very few people could be trusted, and he was going to make damn sure to never give anyone the chance to hurt her again. She wanted friends, ached for them in fact, but it was so hard for her for her.
As a result of her reluctance, she often came off as snobbish, and people tended to steer clear of her, compounding the problem. A problem that she was certain would never be solved.
It was just as well, she was resigned to being alone, maybe it was better this way. She shifted slightly, unconciously moving her robes to hide the bruises on her legs. There was another thing, what would people think of her if they knew her own father put them there?
Alone....forever.
Outside of the crowded building, away from students and teachers, she could sit here in peace by the lake under her favorite tree. It wasn't that she hated people....just the opposite, but numerous events in her young life had taught her that very few people could be trusted, and he was going to make damn sure to never give anyone the chance to hurt her again. She wanted friends, ached for them in fact, but it was so hard for her for her.
As a result of her reluctance, she often came off as snobbish, and people tended to steer clear of her, compounding the problem. A problem that she was certain would never be solved.
It was just as well, she was resigned to being alone, maybe it was better this way. She shifted slightly, unconciously moving her robes to hide the bruises on her legs. There was another thing, what would people think of her if they knew her own father put them there?
Alone....forever.