Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons in Hogworts

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Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons in Hogworts
Summary
An old RotBTD fanfic written in 2015 by a 13-year-old dyslexic kid, aka, myself.
Note
The note little kid me wanted to say was "This is a fan made story and is not, I repeat NOT the real story of The Big Fore in Hogworts. I thought of a story and asked peopol to braw whut thay see adaut the story. Enjoy." unfortunately I'm no longer in contact with the people who illustrated my fic, so I don't have their permission to post them here.I'm posting the chapters that little kid me wrote. I never plan on finishing what little kid me started. I only plan to share my hilarious dyslexic writing to the world, because no body told me I was dyslexic as a kid, and I find my writing funny.
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Maria’s first day at Hogworts

Rapunzel looks cold, Jack looks lony and Hiccup seems to be quite joy full. I was nurves but I put a brave face. “Bunbroch Merida!” The man said and you whut cumes next. “Grifindore!” And I sat at the tabel and looked at the grop. Seem not so good. Jack all by him self, Hiccup angry, Rapunzel creeped out. I sighed and said “Warst day ever.”
“Tell me adowt it.” I hurd a boy mumdel under hes breth. “This stinks!” He banged on the tadel. I was fritend. I looked back the anauns mins wur over.The new kids and I got awer Grifindor school clos on and we ate some food. We got a tower of the school and got confy in are beds. “So, are you a nachel red head?” A girl asked. Sh ewas red head too but she diyed it. “Ya. My dad is a ginger and so is my three bruthers.” I cried to sleep but I cunt. The girl fell a sleep. I can’t stop thinking adowt Hiccup adn Repunzel and Jack. What if thay like thar howse or if thay can’t sleep. Maby thar wunder in the same thins? “Get some sleap Marida.” I whispered to my self. I closed my eyes. Gist thinking if we cen be in the same hows I rilly miss the other expeshly Toothless. Flying on his whus amazing The wind throw my messy hair, the soft air pawnding on my face. It whus magic.

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