Rumour Has It is for the sharp tongued among us, and the people who claim to deplore gossip, but secretly read it all the same. Ruffled Feathers are for those who need help and advice.
Confessions are something entirely different. Got something you want off your chest? Need to scream it from the Astronomy Tower but can’t? The Owl Post is here to be your metaphorical Astronomy Tower
Confessions, rumours or Questions can be given to our friendly messenger owl that loiters outside The Great Hall, he takes any messages to The Owl Post, just have a few owl nuts handy!
It’s been a while and I’m realizing that I cannot live without you. I don’t want to. Classes have been so hard without the comfort of your presence.
My best friend is really mad at me. She’s never been mad at me before. Not like this. Maybe I’m wrong in my decision? What if she’s right? I’m worried.
Okay, so maybe I KINDOF like girls too..it’s a new thing. But they’re so cuddly! I think i like them too!
Compliments make me happy, but I’m always afraid of saying that and having someone think I’m arrogant or fishing for them.
I often wonder if I have more conversations with paintings and Edna …than people…and if that’s normal.
Everyone hates me… But I just try really hard to keep it real!
Without him the magic in the castle is gone. I would be, too, if I had anywhere else to go.
I wonder if I should just let him go to the Halloween bash with her. They both obviously have feelings for each other.
I’m not doing this because I hate you. I’m doing it because you’re being a brat. I hope you can see that later.
What I find hilarious is there’s just one person submitting a confession every week bagging on the head students. Move on dude, did you see them during the banshee attack? There’d be three times as many in the hospital wing without them.
I hate how hard it is for me to make friends. I don’t understand at all how to make friends and it seems even if I try to be good I fail. Then when I speak my mind I’ve viewed as a bad guy. Sometimes I just want to disappear…
I won’t forgive you for this year when you’re older, just like you don’t forgive them. We’ll see how you like it when you’re the one receiving it.