Monsters are Real...

Jul 5, 2010
When I was a child, I have already known that monsters are real for I have met one... two... no, three... when I am all alone and no one is around, the monsters would crept into my room... I would not scream, nor shout as I was told that I would not be hurt... I would only whimper in silence as I watch the monsters devour every little pieces of my precious treasures... The monsters would let me play and they were successful in making me their prey... I thought it was okay only to find myself digging my own grave.... I was able to escape but the scars were so horrible it remained... I tried to hide it and although no one has seen it, I have already become a slave to my past...

Now that I am old, the monsters still exist... Although they could no longer scare me as they could no longer dare to come near me but I am afraid that they are going to make my little angels their prey... I am not always at their side and I wish there is something I could do to make the monsters go away, but my hands are tied, bound by the law created by men...

I should have spoken but Justice was blind... I thought of doing it now but who would believe a rebellious and deviant lass? Veracity maybe mine but credibility is theirs... How could I speak when every time my mouth opens their ears are covered... Even though I knew I was not the only one but the others also chose to be mum...

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