Prologue
Chapter 1: The Prologue
Grian woke up, rubbing his eyes, as a banging noise started to ring outside the doors of his small ‘room’ under the stairs.
‘Get up! It’s Tommy’s birthday! Go into the kitchen. Bacon. Eggs. Now.’
Grian grunts and turns his head over, grunting again to sit up, another typical day, being the laughing stock, the servant, the boycotted one.
Ten minutes later, Grian was standing in the kitchen, in his oversized pajamas that didn’t fit his cousin Tommy anymore, holding the frying pan with bacon and eggs. His uncle wanders into the room, pulls up a chair from the table aggressively, and sits down to read the newspaper.
‘The excavators of the Shattered Savannas found another weird fossil.’ He muttered, spreading the newspaper on the table, ‘Hey, when are they gonna dig you up from the ground?’
Grian could ever only stay silent to these comments.
He wished he could rebut, he wished he could punch him in the face, and he even wished that his uncle was dead.
But he couldn’t.
Twelve years ago, Grian was brought in by his aunt and uncle after his parents died in a horrible car crash. Sure, they didn’t treat him nicely, but at least he had a place to stay, so Grian had to swallow all these hateful and rude comments that his Uncle and aunt throws at him.
‘Get the mail boy!’ His uncle yelled at him yet again. Grian put down his tray of bacon and eggs, and he walks towards the door, grabbing the pile of mail from the mailbox. They were all random letters, except…
Sitting in the middle of the pile, was a parchment envelope, with a fancy wax seal, it piqued Grian’s interest, as he slowly turned the envelope over.
Mr. G. H. Dreamslayer,
The cupboard UNDER the Stairs
4. Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
This was Grian’s first letter that he has ever received.
He went back into the house and distributed all the letters to everybody as fast as he could, then he sat down on a chair in the corner and opened his envelope. But Tommy, being the sharp-eyed, saw Grian, ‘Look, Mom, Grian’s got a letter!’ And snatched it out of Grian’s hand. His uncle frowned, holding his hand out to Tommy.
After he took the envelope, his eyes went wide, and Grian has never seen his uncle run so fast before, and he rushed to the fireplace, and burned the letter.