A/N: ITALLICS- HIS THOUGHTS

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She's back.

Was Logan's first thought.
The door opening could be clearly heard from the dusty, ancient basement.
Loud, heavy footsteps pounding on the old wooden floor.

You could hear everything in that old house. Every little sound, every creek, every step. It was usually always silent.

Logan was slumped in his little seat in the corner, as usual. He was forbidden from moving; once he had moved, and walked around, but his mother had noticed. Somehow, she had noticed.

He was lashed. Whipped just for moving. He'd learnt his lesson after that.

Only move when told to.
He thought to himself, reminiscing, remembering her rules.

A sudden sound distracted him.
Heavy stomping on stairs.
She's coming.
For me.
The steps slowed.

He closes his eyes.
For a moment the only sound was the tick-tock of the clock.

"Click.
Click.
Click."

She was infront of him, her hands hidden behind her back.
"Guess what!"

Silence.

She sighed."It's your birthday!" She threw her hands up into the air and drawled out the words.
"Time for your present!"

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