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E P I L O G U E : Monster.

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We all realized from a young age that monsters lived among us, in our mother's and father's

Aunt's.

Uncles.

Soon we grew in pride, around the age of our prime years we came to our senses and soon grew to the selfless acts our loved ones once fulfilled.

It could've been any age, really, a surten year or season that only sprouted into our breaking point.

But in the end we all grow bigger physically, or even mentally while figuring out the lines and curves of our reality we call life.

At the end of every story it only adds on more to ones character, showing them different tactics to progress and fail.

Selfish.

Prideful.

Lustful.

Gluttony.

All those words come up to mind when thinking of the human race, even I am those traits and I'm sure you are deep down inside as well.

From a surten age we stopped fearing the people around us, they're actions soon failed to effect us.

Because one day, we finally realized we were the monster all along.

Imagining the boogie man, the woman from the window, the man that krept in the shadows.

Our minds were the true villains of each night of terrors, bringing us fear in our early years.

Monsters are all around us, wether you like it or not they are soon to grow inside of you.

Leaving you to sitting Infront of the bathroom mirror in the night, you're parents or roommates asleep while you determine life.

Pulling at your skin, cursing at your imperfections.

Seeing the smiling shadow from behind you slowly creep closer and closer and become one with your reflection in the mirror, tricking you into seeing something hideous and malicious.

Tugging at yourself one last time.

"Am I a monster?" You call out to the smiling man, the killer in your eyes.

"No, your only human." He whispers back, playing with a strand of your h/c hair behind your sitting form.  The hatred towards the monsters, soon grow's to become the self hate inside of you.

Monsters are filled with hate, and that's all that consumes your mindless soul now.

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"Monsters are real, Ghosts are real too, they live inside us, And sometimes, they win."

- Steven King.

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S N E A K  P E A K ;

My sore legs led me down the mud coated trail towards the f/c farm house at the end of the woodland path. The sun shined bright that day, except the heat was unknown to my flesh as I passed underneath the shade of the large oak trees.

A certain tone played around the woods, as if it was in a muffled Jack-in-the-box toy.

"Y/n! There you are! Me and your mother have been looking everywhere for you!" I heard a familiar voice call from ahead, his form quickly became known the faster my pace became.

I began to sprint, with open arms and a smile of tears.

"Daddy!" I squeeled, and soon enough I was in his arms, a large bear hug...the feeling reminded me of someone. The only thing I saw was dad, and mom coming out of the house to greet me. "I've missed you, N/n." He smiled, holding my head to his chest.

I thought he died.

Was all of before a dream? Were the masked men a dream? The tall man? The smiling man? The all in black woman?

Yeah, probably.

Those silly dreams never mattered, they don't matter now.

Mom grabbed my hand, her face was so pure with happiness. Dad grabbed my small hand with his large one, and we bagan walking back to the house.

Neither of them noticed the hole in my skull as the wind revealed it under my hair, the punture wound that was leaking of a red liquid. They didn't notice the large bleeding gash running through my grey eye and h/c eyebrow that didn't sting anymore, they didn't notice the crimson water dripping from my mouth.

They didn't notice the monster their child had become, and replaced their daughter.

But none of that mattered, because we were a family again. Sitting in the living room, watching my favorite movie as I was held in their nurturing arms.

None of that mattered, nothing mattered, everything was perfect.

...

I was home.

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Ree

Bye

The fuck is Y/n on

That tis for you to find out hehehehe