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imagine you aint got the wood for it some nights because you was busy working all day and so was your mum. and your dads useless passed out in a corner. i lived in a city. buying wood was easiest. low pay sometimes aint enough pay unless all those classes you took are just for a good brag. use your head. the difference between respectable poor and the unrespectable poors money. comes back down to that. but you think youve got it all figured out.
well id just have to say im sorry real nice then wouldnt i. right i should be taking your word on money and this world when you aint even supposed to talk to muggles or whatever. just like the children of governors spoon fed these rotten lies.
i aint got to know about wizards to know whats fair and what aint. i dont need a dad to tell me neither.
if everything was going so great at home whyd you leave. you dont have to give up to know when a chance is gone. becomes obvious with more time. things happen. your life changes but the world doesnt. im not supposing this place is run by bloody wizards. we did everything together. everything. hed look through heaven and hell to find me if there was any truth to it. but no ones going to find me in heaven.