A different kind
A monster has been created. A monster of calm spirits, a monster of truth, honesty, demand, a monster that will stand against all. A monster with the ability to penetrate the hardest of hearts, repel the most hurtful attacks, and dominate the most difficult situations. To be called a monster is unjust, but a creation of this kind...
The intelligence, experience, knowledge, the creation born from years of tears and abuse. A creation of any other, a monster who is and isn't, a monster who loves just as any other man or woman loves. A monster that can reject wrongs and embrace rights. To call this a monster is unjust, yet a creation of this magnitude by any other name would be untrue. The monster that lives as a kind spirit, with a kind heart, although it sees pain, sadness and fears everyday. This monster lives, lives within, lives to watch, lives to learn, lives for life.
She is a monster that survives, a monster that strives, a creation of a different kind.
I am a monster... of a different kind.
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