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Edith wasn't kind, either. She couldn't help the poor because she was poor herself, and had absolutely no money. She was never too kind to her aunt, since the latter treated her unfairly, always looking at her as if she was some kind of bug. Ellie, her foster mother, was kind to her, but never had enough time for her, she had too many other things to worry about. So Edith hadn't been kind either, answering with 'Yes.' or 'No.' when possible.

Sometimes Edith hated Holly, because she had everything she wanted; A kind, loving mother. Money, expensive clothes and jewellery. Friends. Anything she evr wanted. Beauty, a lot of it too. And, although Holly was always so kind to Edith, Edith's jealously made it impossible to be kind back.

Would Edith ever become Kind?

Perhaps she would, one day. Perhaps one day, after Hogwarts has taught her as much as it could, Edith could become kind, and treat others with kindness, not snappy retorts and gloominess. Was it even Edith's fault she was so nasty? She wasn't sure. But what she did know was that she just didn't have enough kindness stored in her.

Maybe, because Edith had never really been loved. So none of that love was able to find a comfortable place in Edith and settle there, ready to hand out to others when they needed it.

Edith wasn't Kind. Was she?

Edith tried to be loving, she really did. She would spend ages on gifts, but they turned out to be wrong. She would prepare a nice meal for Ellie to have a break, and it turned out over-cooked. She would tidy Holly's bedroom, and Holly couldn't find any of her stuff when she came back.

So, Edith sort-of gave up trying to be loving. It always went wrong, she was just that sort of person. No one could really expect her to be loving and it work out.

Was someone loving to Edith?

Edith didn't think so. Holly was 9, and, as much as she tried to be loving, it didn't really work out, and her hugs always squeezed Edith to death. But most of the time, she rarely spoke with Edith, and always sucked up to Ellie. Sometimes she played tricks on Edith to get her in trouble, which can't be described as Loving.

Ellie also tried to love her. Perhaps that was why she had adopted her, and yet she never really seemed satisfied with Edith. She was never able to say 'You are the best daughter a person could wish for', the words just didn't come out of her mouth right. And kept the name 'Foster Mother' instead of 'Mother'. She told Edith to call her Ellie instead of 'Mum.'

So was it really Edith's fault she didn't love anyone?
Could she blame herself?
Or was it the fact that others didn't love her?

Maybe her mother or her father loved her. Everyone says 'You can't remember being one year old' and perhaps that was true. Perhaps Edith was imagining things; A warm hug, Being fed from a spoon, tucked into bed and read a story, and the words whispered 'I love you' over and over again.

Edith wasn't Loving. Was she?

Edith was very sincere. She would always tell the truth, even if it hurt someone. She would never lie, no matter what this could lead her in to. She just acted as if lying didn't exist... but the horrible truth was that it did. People lied to her every day, even the tiniest little fib is a lie.

Even a joke was a lie.

Was being Sincere good?

Edith sure hoped so, because that would mean she was good. But everyone else seemed to act as if Honesty was bad. When Edith went to primary school, people would lie about doing their homework, and forgetting it at home, whereas Edith just said "I didn't do it, Miss." and she always got told off. She didn't understand why, back then. When they were in the line to get lunch, some kids would go to the front, claiming they had a club. When they played with Edith after eating, she always asked "Don't you have a club?" and they laughed and said "No, obviously not!"

Everyone was just used to lying. It hung in the air, a dark shadow, everywhere Edith went. Whatever she did, there was always lying. At first Edith noticed it, it stuck out so obviously. But then, once lying got more and more common, as she began seeing it everywhere, it just sort-of began to blend into the truth. Lying was good. Honesty was bad. Al least that's what Edith had always been taught.

But was it true?