The only thoughts I could think of was a bit depressing, like why did I think after the first year maybe someone would take me in and away from the Dursley's but instead I got sent back after killing a possessed man, the following year was any better killing a giant snake and nearly dying because of it and like the year before, I was put on a train and sent back to a house that was only torture for me, I was getting sick and tired of this shit.