A small child set in an attic rocking back and forth arms wrapped around her knees.
"I'm a good girl. I'm a good girl."she repeated over and over again.
*1 hour ago*
"GIRL!" cried a man shaped walrus(or a walrus shaped man( couldn't decide which one was more offensive))
"Coming uncle" the small girl( who couldn't be more than 5 years old) called, running down a flight of stairs.(how she looks is on cover)
"Where is our dinner"her Uncle asked.
"I'm sorry Uncle Vernon, I forgot"
"after everything we did for you, took you in out of the goodness of our hearts, after we fed and clothed you, after your parents went and killed themselves lending us with your freakish self, you repay us by forgetting to make dinner!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled at her.
"dear, I believe it was an honest mistake we have been working her too hard' I mean after all we did move in last week( petunia is nice in this one)"
"no! this is the final straw!" he said, screaming at the top of his lungs" I won't have it, not before, not now, not ever,"( A/N sorry I don't do violence very well so basically what's going on is beat her and throw her into the attic which is 'room')
BOOM
(A/N) Please don't hate this it's my 1st story. I will need a beta.