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One minute, I am in the clutches of death, and then the next, I open my eyes to some fat walrus yelling at me and hitting me, so I run into what looks to be a study and search for something to defend myself only to find a gun fully loaded, as the red faced psycho thunders in I raise the gun and shoot him straight in the heart......breathing hard, I dropped the gun and fell to the floor feeling completely numb, it wasn't until someone bust what sounded like the front door shouting that I start to lose consciousness from the beating and shock I received.

'God must think my life is a fucking comedy to be dealing with this shit' and my eyes finally shut closed not knowing I inhabited the body of one Petunia Evans....fuck.