Well, this year I was tired of it. I will not stand back this year. But today, he wasn't doing as bad, although I didn't like it. He was casually sweeping along. I would like to enjoy the colorful flowers that blossomed, but I doubted that would happen. The sweet, honey-like aroma was inhaled through my nostrils, but I couldn't cherish them because of the dust that also was inhaled through my stick. Hagrid kept on clumsily dropping me and I was starting to get mad.
I was patient and waited. Hagrid then did something unforgiveable. He started to me as a backscratcher. I was dying to say something, but I was already guilty of killing Harry Potter, and if I got in a fight, I would probably hurt him bad. Then he experimented his spells on me. He messed up and accidently hurt me. I felt a shock in my back, and I had it.
I screamed, "Abracadabra!" and a luminous green beam hit the big brute, and he flew in the air, yelping in pain. He landed in his own house's roof, stuck on their. I inhaled the fresh, cool air. I then rolled over and over, trying to escape, for us broomsticks can't fly unless someone is sitting on us. Hagrid jumped up and tried to catch me, when Snape's pet dragon distracted him by scorching Wormskin into ashes. Hagrid yelled, "Noooooo! Wormskin!!" and jumped towards him, picking up the ashes and kissing them.
I rolled away into the safety of the forest. Then after I was sure Hagrid had given up on finding me, I rolled and rolled for days, then weeks. Weeks later I was in the heart of the city of London. having a blast listening to heavy metal and watching soccer matches.
My life is now free! That pain in the back is finally out of my hands, and I can enjoy my life. I'm having fun right now, and I won't be posting for a LONG time, because I'm busy having fun in London. Thank you for reading.

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