creature

I ran through the woods, my hair whipping my face. I was never looking back again, EVER! The horrible creature I saw was not a pretty sight. It was chasing me throughout the woods. All I could think of was that despicable face. The giant stared at me like there was nothing wrong with hideous giants landing in front of you, dropping from nowhere. I screamed. The chase was on! That huge ugly giant was lumbering after me. Every step he took made an earthquake. I knew there was no escape. I was just running because I was not going to give the creature the satisfaction of having food quickly. If he wanted foof he was going to have work for it. But, then before I knew it, I was in the giant's mouth. I couldn't bear to hear the gulp. All I will say is that pretty soon, he was one happy giant!

How can you think that you are a monster?
Just because you’re different than others?
You need to break your mind out of that blur
And listen to the thoughts of another.
You were born differently, it is true,
But that doesn’t make you any less real.
You are still your own person, through and through
You are able to laugh, cry, hurt, and feel.
You want to learn what your place is on earth,
But first, there’s something you must understand.
One isn’t labeled a fiend by one’s birth,
But by the choices one makes on this land.
I know that you are not at all a beast,
But I wish that you’d trust yourself at least.