I remember reading Harry Potter and feeling so bad that he had to go home to his Aunt and Uncle until he reached 17 because it would keep him safe. I, however, felt it was something he had to go through – that it was character-building.
Funny how after so many years I find myself in exactly the same predicament.
But it something I have to go through. It’s character-building.
And it sucks. Especially when, every night, you always wish you were somewhere else.
Dark & Twisted…