Friday, September 28, 2012

the boy in the cupboard under the stairs

It started (well not really the beginning) with a letter Harry received on his 11th birthday. 
 

(Actually, I just wanted to put that image hahaha...the next line is really my intro XD)


Harry felt a great leap of excitement. He didn't know what he was going to – but it had to be better than what he was leaving behind

-Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone


This was when Harry first boarded Hogwarts Express. All his life he spent it with the Dursleys and it was nothing but plain boring, monotonous (maybe except for days when something odd took place like when he freed the snake). For the first time in his dear life he felt the excitement similar to when you're young and your parents brought you to Disneyland where it seemed like a whole new world was in front of you, like you're living in a dream made into reality. 


 


Everything was new to Harry. He didn't know he's a wizard. All he knew was that his parents died from a car accident (which is another lie from the Dursley) and he'll spend the rest of his life with the Dursleys who don't treat him like family or any better than slave. 

Harry didn't know he's destined for greatness. He didn't know he's born a royalty of some sort. He didn't know he's more than the boy in the cupboard under the stairs. He didn't know that at the very moment he received his lightning scar, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: ‘To Harry Potter – the boy who lived!’




I wonder what if Dumbledore didn't mind about Harry? What if he'd forgotten that he left a child in Privet Drive? What if Hagrid didn't go the extra mile to deliver Harry his letter? And what if Harry didn't believe in all that Hagrid's told him? That he's the Harry Potter, the celebrity-slash-hero in wizarding world. He probably wouldn't go to King's Cross, wouldn't risk his head being hit on solid wall, wouldn't meet the Weasleys, and probably wouldn't feel the excitement he felt when he believed what seemed to be unbelievable, surreal.

And I wonder if we're the same as he's? What if we cast our fears and venture into the impossible? What if we started living out our dreams and hopes? What if the impossible is just waiting for you to make it possible? What if you're destined for greatness? An adventure fitted and plotted just for you.

I know you are. You are a unique individual in this wonderful world. You exist because Someone wills that you exist and yes you have a purpose, a purpose grander and greater. God wills that you exist and more than existing but living.

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