I grew up in the muggle world, moving from one orphanage to the other. First in America then I was adopted and brought to Britain. I was with my family for a week before an accident happen. What happened to me is better left unsaid but I lost control of my magic and destroyed my home and everyone inside of it. I was put into the Britain orphanage system until I got my letter. Finally I can meet people who are like me. And I can go to a world I can thrive and finally live.