Please be kind- it is my first fan fiction

The small boy lay, curled up in a tiny ball on the floor of his cupboard. He was sobbing silently so nobody heard, but even if they did they would not have cared in the slightest. The boy looked about three, but he was four and tomorrow was his fifth birthday. He had a horrible home life and knew it but never dared to complain. That would have been the last straw his uncle had threatened him before, 'If you tell a soul about this or even complain to us, you will wish you had never been born boy'.

This was the threat that had terrorized the young boy, Harry Potter, so much that he had run away. He regretted that the moment the police brought him back to his uncle's house. He would never forget that beating never in a million years. The beating, which had only been three hours ago, had left Harry in such a bad state. He was lucky to be conscious, but then, there was always that strange feeling about Harry Potter. Strange things had happened at his Muggle School. All magic of course but nobody else knew that, nobody else at Muggle School anyway.

It's short but I want to know if it is liked before I carry on. Please review.