Post by LILLIAN SANSA WOOD on Feb 8, 2014 11:24:36 GMT -5
lillian sansa wood
CANON OR ORIGINAL: canon
AGE: twenty
FACE CLAIM: maria ehrich
YEAR: graduated
HOUSE: ravenclaw alumni
OCCUPATION: spell damage healer
BLOOD TYPE: halfblood
WAND TYPE: thirteen-and-a-quarter inches, mermaid's hair, ebony
PETS: a canary named "lily"
ABILITIES: wandless magic and legillimency
freestyle
June 23rd, 2023
Dear Journal,
First of all, I would like to apologize for disappearing for so long. When was the last time I wrote diary? A month ago or a year ago? I really cannot remember but I still want you to know that I miss you dearly, Journal. I swear I did plan to make time for you yesterday, but my twentieth birthday party was too exciting and I had so much fun and ended up being utterly worn out when I got home. I promise I will make it up to you. See I even bought a brand new quill just to write to you, and you only.
Do you think twenty is old? To me it is. Not that I do not want to grow up – I have to grow up so that I can take care of my family, and perhaps get married someday, too. It plainly feels strange to wake up and realize that you are no longer a teenager. Seriously, twenty sounds a lot older than nineteen. At my party yesterday, my mother, Alicia, just sighed and told me that I only got bigger and not a bit more mature. And a lot of my friends agreed with her. My father, Oliver, said he had been going to give me a broomstick but he had had to change his mind because he knew I would not make use of it – even if I did, I would only use it to sweep the house and he thought it was offensive. Sometimes I wonder if I am really my father's daughter. Would you believe me if I said I failed Flying when I was a student at Hogwarts? If you would not, then you should, because it is true. Flying and I are very much unacquainted. I love the earth – I always do. My brothers and sister show more potential than I do, especially Charles, the baby of the family. I envy him, of course, but I cannot help adoring him, for he is such a good kid, maybe a little spoiled as he is the youngest after all, but a good kid by all means. Rory and Nikita are just as lovely, although I think I am more comfortable with Rory. All three of them are my parents' hopes and dreams. Chances are that one of them will grow up continuing the family's pride and so-called tradition – Quidditch. Oliver is a great Quidditch player, so is Alicia. I am always proud to call them my parents, and I do hope I have made them proud, even if I am hopeless when it comes to Quidditch.
Enough about my family, before I start to lose control and dedicate the whole notebook to them. Lately St. Mungos hospital has been rather exciting – not in a good way I am afraid, seeing that the number of injuries have seemed to raise. I did not even have time to have lunch today as we had an emergency and a dying little girl. But, thank God, nothing threatens her life now and I am sure that she will recover very soon. It is very scary, you know, to watch lives being taken and know that there is nothing I can do about it. I know I cannot save the world, but honestly I would if I could. Taking care of people is a kind of happiness that cannot be described with words. I wish I could tell you how I feel when I see my patients get better everyday. I have never known the feeling of losing someone I love; I still have my parents and my siblings – all of them are still very healthy and happy – but that does not mean I do not know the same kind of pain, Journal. At the hospital, people die everyday. You can never get used to seeing death. You might get used to seeing blood and horrible injuries – but you can never get used to seeing death. It is what an older healer told me when I was still an intern.
Speaking of interns, a group of students are coming to the hospital for internship this summer. My good friend and also my colleague, Samuel Weston, seems rather excited about that as his little brother might be there, too. I heard the boy grew up a lot, and is much more good-looking. The Weston have magnificent eyes, at least in my opinion. And I can assure you that you will not be able to look any other way once you have found yourself falling into the blue skies in their eyes, especially Samson's. I have noticed that since I was still schooling with both boys. It took me a great deal of efforts to keep my jaw from dropping whenever I looked at them, and it still does now. Promise me you will not tell either of them that I was totally dazzled, alright? I need my reputation to live, too.
Have I ever told you how much I miss Hogwarts? I miss mister Lewis and my Ravenclaw friends so badly. It feels like yesterday I was still a school girl, who cried so hard when she first left her family for school and was clumsy yet bossy and frantically obssessed with marks and achievements. Many people were not big fans of me because I always talked too much and acted like I knew everything about everything. But for God's sake, I am only human. And I am just glad I made mistakes. We all grow from scars and wrong steps, don't we?
Twenty years of my life. Why do I feel like everything happened in just a blink of an eye? Lillian Wood is an adult now – a feathered bird, but still not ready to leave her nest. Oh I got my own house last year – a cosy and pleasant house with a small garden at the back where I can plant herbs myself. But it feels safer to be at home, with the faces I love so much. In this world of magic, growing up, or getting old, is still unavoidable.
But I will be strong. I promise.
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HEY MY NAME IS ANISE, AND I ALSO PLAY NATALIE, DANY, CAESAR, MAEVE, PERRY, AISLING AND LEONID. I FOUND THE SITE THROUGH BLESSING.
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