Do you ever do something that means to much to you, or you're so proud of yourself for finishing?
And you feel so good about yourself, and happy, and not stressed, and you just have this perfect picture in your mind about your, or someone else's life in your head? Just how you want it to look?
Everything just changes?
Everything you envisioned, dreamed about, spoiled?
And you feel like the world doesn't matter anymore,
And even though such a small thing effected your life,
You feel so hurt?
Even though you know you shouldn't feel that way?
That's what I feel.
I feel like Angie Sage just killed off Beetle.
She did something very similar, however.
Something I'll never forget.
Something that makes me sob.
Something that haunts me...
SHE MADE SEPTIMUS TURN FLIPPING FOURTEEN.
HONESTLY, MRS. SAGE.
YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT.
And that means...
BEETLE IS DIDDLY DARN SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD.
I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE.
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SEPTIMUS CAN STAY IMMORTAL!
HE DOESN'T NEED TO TURN INTO A MOODY TEENAGER.
WHY CAN'T HE JUST BE 12 AGAIN