Harry wished that he would just starve already. Go numb. His chest stops rising and falling, lungs forever empty, no beating heart. The pain from being starved, then getting a minimal amount of food, was too painful. But if he died, the pain would gladly go away. The Dursleys had been telling Harry that he was a freak for years, and he had no reason not to believe them. I mean, if you lied, there would be serious consequences. They left and went to some fancy place out of the country weeks ago, leaving Harry with only 2 water bottles and locked in his cupboard. He thought them genourus for those 2 water bottles. The only gifts Harry got were the occasional gift of food and his broom, while Dudley got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it, but it was okay, because Harry was a freak. He didn't deserve anything but death. Not even life. Harry wished he would just starve already. Too bad his pain wasn't from starving. It was from his inheritance.