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I am trapped.

Trapped and forced into things I can't do.

I have two choices: Do the impossible or die.

I'm sixteen years old. I don't want to die.

There is no more right and wrong. There is what I must uphold and what I must do.

I must uphold my Pureblood status. That is something I have been doing all my life, but sometimes I wish I didn't have to.

As much as it pains me to say, I wish I had friends like Potter. I need someone to lean on, yet there is no one to go to…

I must kill Dumbledore. It's impossible. Two attempts have already failed. Time is running out.

Sometimes I wonder if being a Pureblood is worth all this.

I want to be free, free of all the prejudice and hate.

I want to be loved by someone with a heart and tell everyone we are all equal.

I have to do this, but I know I can't.

I'm not strong.

I am weak. I am small. I am nothing.

Well um, this is my first try at angst, so tell me how it is.