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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 11:02 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 11:28 am
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*Summer laughed as Sam and Kitty took a step bac. She tore the envelope off the first page, and opended its perfect wax seal-a green and blue A.W-and slid out the small, yellowed piece of parchment.* May 8, 1930 Dear Reader, My name is Alexander Joseph Algorith-Westyn. I am the son of a very hated union, and have just recently lost my mother and father. This book has a passage on my father, William Westyn, and his marriage to Miranda. I came across this one day while I was roaming through the Restricted Section just days after my father's death. The book enchanted me, caugh my attention, and captivated my thoughts. I wanted to find out about my parents, find the things they never told me, and why they were never in one place for too long throughout my upbringing. Until their deats, I had figured they were just unable to settle down, liked change, but they had been on the run. A woman named Elizabeth Glenden was the cause, daughter of deatheaters, and loved what they stood for. She was my father's betrothed since they were 14 years of age, but they had never even met face to face. One day, Elizabeth sought to see my father's face, to know what her future husband was to look like, so she cimbed aboard a train and went to Westyn Manor. There she spent the day with her new family, having known the Westyn elders since birth, and through this day, she fell in love. In ove with the family, and a chance at a better life, in love with their wealth, and in love with my father, William. But my father was already in a relationship with Miranda, determined to wed who he wished, not who his father chose. My mother then became pregnant, and they eloped so they could ensure that their son would not grow up without a father. *Summer flipped the letter over, and continued reading* This enraged Elizabeth. She was set to recieve her new family, and in two nights, he was gone. She vowed to kill my mother, and my father was to be hers, but when he still refused to marry her, she chased him as well. I was here, in Hogwarts when I received news that my father was murdered, after spending his whole life fleeing from Elizabeth, first in marriage, then for his own life. The contents of this book are far more gruesome than what I have just recounted, and I strongly recommend that before you turn to page 87, you think about just how much this history means to you. Sincerely, Alexander Algorith-Westyn *Summer finished reading and lookedup into her friend's faces, utterly speechless.* (I tried to make it sound more sophisticated because he was from a differet time period)
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 1:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 1:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 1:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 4:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 4:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 8:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 9:55 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 1:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 3:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 6:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 8:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 9:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 11:27 am
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