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Last published Sun, Jan 10, 2016
Her horns started at the front of her skull. they had started growing when she was 6 years old, at the time they had been nothing but bumps in the thin layer of skin against her fore head.
When she was 8 they started growing, her mother Janis, had tried every medicine and Treatment money could buy, even resorting to sand paper when none of those doctor medications had worked.
Janis's daughter was a monster.
Or so she looked like one
Elizabeth fisher's skin was fare. she was tall unlike her mother who was short and plump. Elizabeth's eyes reflected the colour of lily pad green, her natural back waist length hair clashed with her pale, almost sickly looking skin.
But it wasn't any of these traits that made doctors frown and Priest shake in their socks.
It was the horns.
Or for better terms, antlers.
"You have a have a heart" the doctors had said
"But your a monster" said society
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