I told myself, 'Dotty, you're havin' a spell.' But then that old lump of straw winked at me and asked if I minded helping him down off his perch." I t...ink I'd've fainted dead away if a scarecrow had talked to me." I thought about it, myself." She giggled. "But figured there's a time and a place for hysterics and this wasn't one of'em. He was a friendly sort and just wanted to go with me to ask the Wonderful Wizard for a brain. But that's not the half of it!" Do tell!" We come across this here. Donnelly. The idea of airing her shame in front of everyone made her sick to her stomach.“You must,” Jack said looking at her. He could tell that she was very uncomfortable with the idea of admitting what had happened. It didn’t matter that it had been enough to convince her to quit the nursing home.With tears threatening to flow, Abby said, “I feel so guilty.”“I know,” Jack said. He knew that he couldn’t address her guilt directly. It was going to require a community to heal that wound. He had. Walking silently amongst long shadows cast by the silvery moon.” ----- I grew up close to the woods and was fascinated with the folklore of elves, fairies and trolls. In spite of the vicar’s persistent teachings I believed everything my grandparents told me. I knew they existed and wanted to find them. To prove to myself that I was right and they were wrong. To bring back something that would show my parents that we weren’t alone in the wilderness. For weeks at a time I would search the deep. Peeves, the poltergeist of the castle was whom I met in the deserted place."Well, well, well if it isn't Potter, suck my transparent penis like he sucked Malfoys," Peeves sneered."Shut up, Peeves!" I cried."You better lower your voice," he warned, "If you don’t want to get Dumbledore up your ars like you got Malfoy!" He floated away laughing. I felt hurt but strolled on peacefully however. I walked for more than half an hour when I came to a dark part, close to Slytherin houses common room..