'It hurts. It hurts all over' Harry thought to himself.
'Why does it hurt so much?' Harry questioned himself before beginning to inspect the injuries he could see and reach.
'I must have done something to make Uncle Vernon mad again.'
Suddenly there was a loud, sharp knock on the door to his cupboard.
"Up Boy! Up now!" screeched by Aunt Petunia.
'Probably wanting me to hurry up and make breakfast, but I wonder why? It's only 4:30 and I normally don't have to start until 5:00.'
Suddenly Harry remembered. Today was his cousins birthday! Dudley was going to get a least 30 presents' thought Harry with a sigh.
'I wish I got presents on my birthday.'
"Hurry up Boy!" shouted Aunt Petunia again.
"Coming!" Harry shouted back before putting on his bettered shoes and crawling out of his cupboard. The only place that belonged to him and always would.
