Creature Monologue

Hi, my name is Lauren and I believe that I am your biological granddaughter. I realize that my Mom tried to contact you in the past and you said that you did not want contact but I wanted to try and contact you myself. If you don't want to talk to me that is fine as well, just respond with no or no thanks

For once I felt the sudden need to be near other people, so I headed for the door quickly. The street was deserted. Strewn across the road were all my belongings. Why were they here and not in my cardboard box where I slept in Well Street? Who had done this? Were they thieves? Not that I had much to steal. I began gathering everything up. My blankets had been shredded. There were dents in things, bits pulled off other things and generally messed with. Even the things that used to be usefully were destroyed. Why would anyone even bother to do this? As I looked at my surroundings I began to feel a little disorientated. The ground seemed to move. Then I felt distinctly uneasy. Was he back? At a distance I thought I could see people so I hurried in their direction but they never seemed to get nearer. At once, I was then surrounded by them! No faces! They’ve got no faces! I closed my eyes and when I opened them the people were gone. I suddenly felt as if I was being watched. I glanced around furtively and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a lion! I screamed but it was gone. As I again looked around I thought I could see dozens of pairs of eyes behind every window staring at me malevolently. I turned and ran. Breathlessly, I re-entered the church and slammed the door behind me.

I’m ready to fight i tried telling myself, but I’m not until I turn on my music but now I think that it is distracting me. Let's do this, it’s now or never. “For Skyrim” I yell.

I’m currently a seagull, since I’m lazy, creative, and loud. I’m lazy because almost every weekend I barely move and I sleep almost the whole weekend. Not to mention I’m a pro at procrastinating, and waiting until the last second to do homework and projects. I’m creative because if you didn’t know I really like to draw and I have to be creative to do that. Lastly, I’m loud because when I’m around my friends I’m very, very loud. (teachers you wouldn’t know this.).

to accept it, this is my eternity, i'd stay here forever and ever. I guess this is it, my whole life and it's all wasted. I wonder if I could have done anything different, maybe be kinder, give to the poor, I don't know. I'll never get married or have children.

My family is pretty close, but I feel like we only got close more recently. We are all more mature and have more time for each other even though we live in two different parts of the state and have our own lives. When I was younger I had a happy childhood but I do not think it was the happiest it could have been, but it also was not the saddest either. I grew up way too fast as a kid and I never got a true childhood. I am grateful for how close my family now is and I am glad it is different than my childhood.

Where should I start? From the beginning where all the boring stuff that makes you want to go to sleep or should I start from the middle where all the fun action starts? The beginning? Well, you guys are boring but here I go.

Monster Inside of Me Vish’s version I'm a cute small skinny little worm with a yellow back, black belly, and my arrow tail "No"! Don't let looks deceive you, I am a vicious cold blooded killer. I start off inside of a rat's intestines and through one bite I start to spread like a wildfire to my next victim. We multiply like mad, it's probably because we don't need a mate to reproduce.

Today I’ll tell you about my long journey to rescue my family members which I’ll be the hero in that story. In one sunny day while I’m watering my grandparents’ garden, there a voice overspread from somewhere then I look for where the voice come from. Then when I look up to the sky the sound continue, it announces a message which make me worry a lot, it’s about my parents. The machine on the sky announce that the one eye’s cloud monster has kidnapped my parents, it also says the monster really jealous about hơ much affection my parents give to me, without hesitation I accept the message. My parents’ life are the most important thing so I don’t need to think of anything.

Or rather what do allow to let a worhless creature like you to know about me.

There are four humans per cell, and only two bunk beds. I lay on the steel block that serves as a mattress with Luna, a six-year-old whose Earthen name is Ruth. The alien race who abducted our ship of human children, had taken the liberty to rename us before imprisonment. They traded my name, Elizabeth (or Liza), for Nova.

This monster I love has cut me so deep, His hands are his weapon, this secret I must keep. His words cut like a knife, He tells me I'm no good & he makes me hate this life.

The deafening screams, Like wails of a banshee They haunt me so For I was there, Amongst the damned I was a fly on grimy prison walls

“Oh look here comes that 50 tooth filled shark again. The stalker. Do I really look like I am just some scaredy-cat stranded in the middle of the ocean, well think again I… -am definitely not. You annoying shark you just bolt through the water and every time a stick my tongue out at you. You just shoot a nasty glimpse back.

[Intro] It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under [Verse 1] Broken glass everywhere People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care I can't take the smell, can't take the noise Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back