I was a Hufflepuff student, a muggleborn. I came to Hogwarts and was so excited to be in a new world, my parents were confused at first but they grew to understand the magic, as it seems my uncle, my mothers brother was a wizard. She was surprised when she learnt about me being a witch. During my third year I was on the quidditch team and I feel from my broom, my teammates tried to get to me in time but they were to late. One day I just woke up and ever since then I haven't left Hogwarts, I miss my family but I have to live and move on. Well living isn't the best way to put it.