Save me

Harry Potter was always the hero, but he never wanted to be a hero, he just wanted to be normal.But he tries, tries to be what everyone wants from him, it's all too much for a child his age, but he manages somehow, or you could say he managed.He dealt with the Dursleys before he even knew he was a wizard, they starved him and beat him but it's okay, his first year, he almost got killed by Quirrell, it was okay, second year, basilisk, he had a big scar on his arm but he was still okay, third year, he met Sirius Black, his godfather, faced a horde of dementors, but it was okay, he knows how to cast a patronus, fourth year, things are getting worse for him, the goblet of fire, cedric is dead, voldemort is back, but it's okay, he'll be the hero that everyone needs, in the fifth year everything starts to fall apart, Umbridge and the blood pen, but the worst is in the department of secrets.Sirius is dead.Harry's world had collapsed.He had lost any will to live.And now as he laid his head in the water in the prefects' bathroom with blood pouring from his wrists, he only thought about how he had let everyone down.

This is my first book and I know it's very bad but I hope it's bearable