My Dear Beloved Agnes,
If you're reading this, I am so sorry.
Your garden is still beautiful and, in my eyes, as are you. I will miss you quite terribly by the time this is in your gentle hands, but I hope you can forgive me, regardless.
I don't mean to frighten you, but I know that your anger is as inevitable as our... whatever you choose to call it. It has far surpassed what others would call admiration. Do not let your family abrogate you, my love.
I understand your curiosity (just one of your many endearing traits) all too well, and know that it is overwhelming for many, thankfully not I, and thus I have decided to write you a story.
Would you like to hear it?
If you don't want to, you can stop here. From here onwards it will be sad and even frustrating, something I would never want you to have you relate to me, even if it is the truth.
But, my dearest love, if you decide to keep reading, don't hold anything against me.
I know I'm not perfect, and I have acclimatised myself to the fact that you will not always love me, but please, hold off your ambrosic judgement until my end.
Have made your mind up?
- monsters -
Once upon a time there was a happy little girl. She fell in love, and was loved.
Then she grew up and turned into a monster.
And that monster is me.
I wasn't always the monster that became of me, and this is where I write my last confession; please read it well.
- monsters -
The shadows crept further towards me, by now I was almost too afraid to move, but I knew that if I didn't, the shadows would get me and it would all be over.
I could hear the shadows surrounding me whispering something in a tounge that my little mind could only just process.
"Curios," they whispered in their raspy voice "we know that you are here."
The shadows slowly sauntered around my little feet as I hugged them tighter to my nightdress. It was clearly a pointless endeavour when mere moments later, the cold began to trickle over my toes as I struggled to hold in my scream.
The shadows were going to take me and no one would know, not Maman, not my small, nontheless precious, siblings.
They would never know that the shadows took me or that I had tried to keep the shadows from ever hurting them, because in the long run, no one ever noticed me, the girl who was so incredibly unwanted that only the shadows saw her properly.
The shadows had both feet now in their grasp and I felt them start curling their way up to my head. The cold white light of the moon shone through the window in the nursery onto my face just as the darkness finally closed off all view of my life. The life that I had loved, the life that I had lived. The coldness now began to envelope me and I breathed my last.
- monsters -
My most treasured Agnes, I hope you can still bare to sleep. Despite everything I have, and will tell you, please remember that I hold you in the most highest of regards.
My confessions to you are not done to spite, frighten or even to warn you. They stand as an oath, a vow (if you will agree), of truth to remind you of my never fading love.
Forever Yours,
Curiosity
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So, feedback? What did you think?
The next chapter will be up in the next few weeks (ie, once I have inspiration again).
Thanks for reading this though!
Xx
~ MallaHarkness04
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