Bridget Vreeland

[thieflord84]

Bridget,
I am sorry to inform you that your stupid twin brother, was knocked unconcious while playing football. Some other person steeped on his head accidently, causing Perry even more damage to his brain. He was brought to the hospital this morning. I don't know why I am writing to you; it's not like you care about Perry. How is it going at the freak school you go to? Are you learning any magic tricks? I told you when you got that rotton letter that you should stay with me. Of course, you didn't listen, you're to stupid. I do not wish to see you any time soon, but I am guessing you will come home during the summer. I hope they are teaching you to cook better over there; you could never make a decent meal.
Your father,
Scott
P.S. DO NOT WRITE BACK

[thieflord84]

Dad,
I do too care about Perry. Believe me, I would stay at Hogwarts if I could. How is Perry doing? Will he be all right? Dad, I know you don't want to write to me, but please do, I want to hear about Perry. I am sorry to tell you that they do not teach cooking here at school. They teach potions, which is something like cooking, but I am sure you are not interested. Why was Perry playing football? Perry never does any sports... What made him change his mind? And who was the fellow who stepped on his face? Please, I beg you, reply to me.
Bee

[thieflord84]

Bridget,
Say what you want, but it won't change anything. In case you were wondering (which I really doubt) your brother, Perry, is in critical condition. The stupid doctors up there think he might not make it. I HATE doing this, Bridget, it takes some important time out of my life. Even if Perry dies, it won't really matter. Everyone else is dying. He'll just make the pain worse in my huge heart. I don't think he will die, he is a good boy, unlike you, and he will survive. You will have to wait to see him. He would probably die at the sight of you, he wouldn't know if you would blow him to smitherens or something, since you are going to that crazy school too. Don't you dare write back girl, or you won't be having a very nice summer.

Your loving father,
Scott