User blog:Bond em7/Lily Elizabeth Smith

They say your life flashes before your eyes when you know you're about t'ah die. I don't know if that's true or not, but before I go t'ah meet my fate I thought I'd at least take tha' time t'ah write down an rememb'ah everythin'. I know my writin' isn't that great (never has been) but if I leave nothin' else behind, I wanna leave this record of my life. I know t'ah most people it'll be hard t'ah accept as true, but I have no reason t'ah lie an I might as well get it all out there now since I may not have anoth'ah chance. I guess we'll start at tha' beginning. All I know is my first name is Lily. I have no idea who my parents were or anythin' about them. I've always assumed they were muggles, but I really don't know. I grew up on tha' streets of Sydney Australia. My first memories are of bein' in an orphanage in Sydney, and bein' tossed outta' tha' place because I scared tha' woman runnin' it with accidental magic. I didn't know what it was at tha' time, but I quickly learned t'ah control it ta'h help me find food an' shelter. I think I was four or five when I started stealin' t'ah feed myself an living wherev'ah I could find shelt'ah for a while. I knew takin' thinkgs from oth'ah people was wrong, but I had no oth'ah way to keep myself alive, so I become more and more proficient wit' tha' stills I had t'ah use t'ah survive. I learned how t'ah take things without them noticin', or how t'ah charm people inta' helpin' me. I had a natural knack fo' it, and I latt'ah realized I was innately usin' my magical abilities t'ah help. Not much changed until I was ten. By then I had become quite the pickpocket and con artist. I picked the pocket of an old'ah woman, an thought I had gotten away. I used tha' money t'ah get myself some fresh bread an' cheeze fo' dinner (which was a pretty nice meal in those days) an' went t'ah a local park where I would sleep fo' tha' night t'ah eat it. I was sittin' on tha' end of tha' slide eatin' when a shadow fell ov'ah me. When I looked up I was shocked t'ah see tha' old woman standin' ov'ah me. Of course I had been caught before, but how she had followed me here I had no idea. I got up t'ah run, and she waved her wand, liftin' me up inta' tha' air. I was stunned an' try as I might I couldn't get away. I honestly thought I was gonna' die. She told me she didn't appriciate gettin' stolen from, an that I shouldn't use my abilities fo' that. When I told 'er I didn't know what she was talkin' about she looked surprised. She said if I would agree t'ah use my abilities t'ah help people instead a' hurtin' 'em, she would teach me. I agreed. She told me her name was Cynthia, but that I should jus' call her mentor. That was in tha' fall of 2007 She taught me for four years. She got me a wand, and taught me magic. I was particularly skilled in mixing (called potions at Hogwarts) an' learning t'ah defend against Dark spells an creatures. At tha' end of my fourth year I decided I wanted t'ah go see what I could learn oth'ah places. My mentor told me about a place called Hogwarts where, they taught magic, but that it was very different from how I was learnin' now. I was still interested, so we talked t'ah tha' government t'ah see what I needed t'ah do. They said I had t'ah take my O.W.L tests an do well t'ah go, and that each summ'ah I'd have t'ah come back so they could make sure I was still on track. I agreed, and when I did well on my tests, they said I could go t'ah Hogwarts. My mentor told me goodbye, an' said she'd be there when I came back. I created a new wand before I left t'ah remind me a' home, but instead a' re-writing that, I'll just say it's already written here if ya' wanna' know.