THE MONSTER

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            I haven't seen it in a while. I missed the white walls and the planted daisies. Dad had planted them after mom died. They were her favorite. I climb the cherry blossom tree next to my window and climbed in my room. I was nervous. Do I just stay "dead"? Or just march down stairs and reveal myself? But first I go to my closet and pick out an old blue sweater and black sweatpants. I finally make up my decision but before I could do anything my dad walks in. He just stands there in the doorway, looking at me. His face is pale, has a scruffy chin and unbrushed hair. He probably looked worst than me. Confusion spreads onto his face then sadness. He starts to cry. It hurts me to see him like this. It makes me angry at the person who did this. But I'm the person who did this. I'm a monster.
         Finally he runs over to me and hugs me. I missed this so much that I start crying too. "H-how?" He chokes up.
"I don't know." I respond. And we both stand there crying, sniffling and coming to silence.
                                                                             I was a monster.

.............guess whose back!? The one and only author.............. Hannah Perez!

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 23, 2015 ⏰

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