Post by tasha ashton on Nov 12, 2010 4:53:36 GMT 1
Introdution.
November 11, 2010
Entry: Intro.
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My name is Tasha Marie Elizabeth Ashton and this is my story.
I am an just your pure-blood ordinary witch with ordinary powers. I am is was the only child of Abigail and Victor Ashton, who were both top auors of there time. I have also grown up, lived and attended the Wizarding School in the United States of America.
I very much envied her parents job. The excitement, adventured. So at the early age of thirteen, my third year, I have started to train in there footsteps; by working hard in my studies and getting my basics down.
I also was involved very much in Quidditch, a sport I would and will always love. It was something I practiced to clear my head, when I was not focusing on school work, or training hard. I ended up being the head Chaser and even captain, making my team one of the best, from first year to sixth year.
Of course training, practicing, Quidditch, homework and hanging with friends was not all I did. I’m am also in love with music. I love playing the piano and singing, when I get the chance. Although I have not played in a couple years so its hard to tell if I still have the gift or not. Music really has been a thing I always have loved. Mostly singing. I hope to start back up, just for fun, soon.
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Up until four years ago, when I would be a seventh year, my parents where transferred to London, because of their jobs. Leaving me to leave my life behind in America, and when I would start anew at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That’s when my life would change forever.
It was during the summer, during my seventeenth birthday, it was my father, mother, and I celebrating my birthday. It was close to eight o’clock when the power went out. There was a flash of green and we were attacked. My father and mother gone, just like that…all I remember, before blacking out, was hearing a voice above me: “Leave her. She’s not wanted….yet.” I was alone, and still confused to this day of what they meant.
As going to Hogwarts, I was sorted into Gryffindor, and met some new friends along the way. One was a Professor, one of my favorites and a fatherly figure, Kevin Richardson, who had finishing my training. And another was a younger student by the name of Baylee Smith, who I took to as the only sibling and younger brother that I known.
Coming to Hogwarts, I was also made Capitan of the Quidditch team. That’s where I met him. Mason Richardson. He was flirtatious, kind, annoying and so much more. I don’t know what it was but… I fell for him.
We trained together for the same dream. And It had been a year before we each had gotten ill. Mason worse. The man I loved had left me when he said he would not. He supposedly dies in my eyes. Pale, cold skin, with no pulse. I was left heart broken but still fighting. Making sure both our dreams continued. I felt and knew I would never again fall in love…
That was three years ago. Now, I have fought and made mine and Mason’s dream come true. I remember telling him I would never give up. Now I stand, at nineteen, the youngest Head Auor in History of the Wizarding World. Mason, or at least I thought, was dead and left me to defend for myself- which I can do. I havn’t seen or able to contact Baylee during all this time, and I have been feeling more alone then ever before…
Dreams still haunt me about Mason, the one I love, who left me here. And the others… all gone. All I know now was that I was not going to stop fighting until the job was done. Every night I may still be fighting but I cry myself into a sleepless night, where nightmares would be waiting; all the while I would be singing. “A day without you is like a year without rain…”
… or so up until now…
Words: 682
Feeling: Alone
Notes: More to come…
November 11, 2010
Entry: Intro.
Tasha Marie Elizabeth Ashton
[/font][/center]My name is Tasha Marie Elizabeth Ashton and this is my story.
I am an just your pure-blood ordinary witch with ordinary powers. I am is was the only child of Abigail and Victor Ashton, who were both top auors of there time. I have also grown up, lived and attended the Wizarding School in the United States of America.
I very much envied her parents job. The excitement, adventured. So at the early age of thirteen, my third year, I have started to train in there footsteps; by working hard in my studies and getting my basics down.
I also was involved very much in Quidditch, a sport I would and will always love. It was something I practiced to clear my head, when I was not focusing on school work, or training hard. I ended up being the head Chaser and even captain, making my team one of the best, from first year to sixth year.
Of course training, practicing, Quidditch, homework and hanging with friends was not all I did. I’m am also in love with music. I love playing the piano and singing, when I get the chance. Although I have not played in a couple years so its hard to tell if I still have the gift or not. Music really has been a thing I always have loved. Mostly singing. I hope to start back up, just for fun, soon.
xxUp until four years ago, when I would be a seventh year, my parents where transferred to London, because of their jobs. Leaving me to leave my life behind in America, and when I would start anew at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That’s when my life would change forever.
It was during the summer, during my seventeenth birthday, it was my father, mother, and I celebrating my birthday. It was close to eight o’clock when the power went out. There was a flash of green and we were attacked. My father and mother gone, just like that…all I remember, before blacking out, was hearing a voice above me: “Leave her. She’s not wanted….yet.” I was alone, and still confused to this day of what they meant.
As going to Hogwarts, I was sorted into Gryffindor, and met some new friends along the way. One was a Professor, one of my favorites and a fatherly figure, Kevin Richardson, who had finishing my training. And another was a younger student by the name of Baylee Smith, who I took to as the only sibling and younger brother that I known.
Coming to Hogwarts, I was also made Capitan of the Quidditch team. That’s where I met him. Mason Richardson. He was flirtatious, kind, annoying and so much more. I don’t know what it was but… I fell for him.
We trained together for the same dream. And It had been a year before we each had gotten ill. Mason worse. The man I loved had left me when he said he would not. He supposedly dies in my eyes. Pale, cold skin, with no pulse. I was left heart broken but still fighting. Making sure both our dreams continued. I felt and knew I would never again fall in love…
That was three years ago. Now, I have fought and made mine and Mason’s dream come true. I remember telling him I would never give up. Now I stand, at nineteen, the youngest Head Auor in History of the Wizarding World. Mason, or at least I thought, was dead and left me to defend for myself- which I can do. I havn’t seen or able to contact Baylee during all this time, and I have been feeling more alone then ever before…
Dreams still haunt me about Mason, the one I love, who left me here. And the others… all gone. All I know now was that I was not going to stop fighting until the job was done. Every night I may still be fighting but I cry myself into a sleepless night, where nightmares would be waiting; all the while I would be singing. “A day without you is like a year without rain…”
… or so up until now…
…and so the story continues…
Words: 682
Feeling: Alone
Notes: More to come…
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