Thinking back

[Zascha Bresilley]

Zascha walked heavily along the sunny grounds of Durmstrang. She had just read another letter from her step dad. The letters never seemed to end. He always seemed to have something to complain about. Zascha had loads she could complain to him about but had given up over the years. Ever since she had been adopted, he had acted like he hated her. Whether he did or not she didn't know but it was the effect he was making.
Zascha sat down and leant against a tree looking out over the grounds. At least she was here and not there. Even if she wasn't the most popular person here yet, she was still away from him.