What makes a monster? Is it the way they look? The way they speak? The way they don't? Maybe the way they act or, the way they carve their own smiles because they didn't want the happy to stop. Esmeralda Tells found out throughout a series of events, all caused by one night. One late night walk through the park. It was the walk that nearly killed her. The walk that changed her life forever and tore her from everything she'd ever know. The walk that damned her to a life she hated. Internet horror characters that were supposed to be fictional, trying to kill her. One whose only reason for protecting her was pride. It was terrifying. It was irritating. And the reality of it was heartbreaking.