Chapter 2 The Forbidden Pain
Harry lies awake in his cot that he calls a bed. Harry arose to a shrieking, high pitch, ear shattering scream. He runs out of his so called bedroom under the stairs to find Dudley cut in four pieces lying on the floor. His four cut up body parts were shaped into a heart. His intestines wrote in the middle "Here lies the begging for a new Harry." read Uncle Vernon aloud. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia turned to give Harry a look he always dreads.
"I didn't do it." said Harry backing into a wall.
"How do we know who did?" asked Uncle Vernon holding the knife full of blood and fat from Dudley.
"Vernon it wasn't him." said Aunt Petunia pulling on her husbands blood covered coat.
"Now why are you helping the boy out? No, one would know if he went missing." said Uncle Vernon with a crazy look in his eye and the knife out in front of him.
"Vernon honey don't do anything we won't dread later on." said Aunt Petunia.
"Uncle Vernon please don't kill me!" screamed Harry now begging for mercy.
Uncle Vernon paused. "What gave you the impression I was going to kill you?" asked Uncle Vernon holding the knife towards his double chin.
"Vernon!" screamed Aunt Petunia now taking her eyes off of Dudley and putting them on Uncle Vernon. Harry squinted away why the blood splattered him in the face.
"Son wake up. Wake up." said a man's voice booming above him.
"Huh." said Harry rubbing his eyes to try to get a better picture of this man.
Harry followed all the noise out into the hall way. He could hear the sirens going off in the street. He saw his Aunt and cousin hovering over a plump thing under a blue rose covered blanket.
"What happened?" asked Harry rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"What does it look like? Your Uncle killed him self!" screamed Aunt Petunia holding her baby.
"I need to think." said Harry backing up into his room.
He sat on his bed trying to sort all this out.
"I feel something I never felt before." said Harry a single tear falling from his blotched eye.
Harry lies awake in his cot that he calls a bed. Harry arose to a shrieking, high pitch, ear shattering scream. He runs out of his so called bedroom under the stairs to find Dudley cut in four pieces lying on the floor. His four cut up body parts were shaped into a heart. His intestines wrote in the middle "Here lies the begging for a new Harry." read Uncle Vernon aloud. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia turned to give Harry a look he always dreads.
"I didn't do it." said Harry backing into a wall.
"How do we know who did?" asked Uncle Vernon holding the knife full of blood and fat from Dudley.
"Vernon it wasn't him." said Aunt Petunia pulling on her husbands blood covered coat.
"Now why are you helping the boy out? No, one would know if he went missing." said Uncle Vernon with a crazy look in his eye and the knife out in front of him.
"Vernon honey don't do anything we won't dread later on." said Aunt Petunia.
"Uncle Vernon please don't kill me!" screamed Harry now begging for mercy.
Uncle Vernon paused. "What gave you the impression I was going to kill you?" asked Uncle Vernon holding the knife towards his double chin.
"Vernon!" screamed Aunt Petunia now taking her eyes off of Dudley and putting them on Uncle Vernon. Harry squinted away why the blood splattered him in the face.
"Son wake up. Wake up." said a man's voice booming above him.
"Huh." said Harry rubbing his eyes to try to get a better picture of this man.
Harry followed all the noise out into the hall way. He could hear the sirens going off in the street. He saw his Aunt and cousin hovering over a plump thing under a blue rose covered blanket.
"What happened?" asked Harry rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"What does it look like? Your Uncle killed him self!" screamed Aunt Petunia holding her baby.
"I need to think." said Harry backing up into his room.
He sat on his bed trying to sort all this out.
"I feel something I never felt before." said Harry a single tear falling from his blotched eye.