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Monster 5

We had so many inside jokes.
So many spontaneous sayings that would pop out at random times.
Bread.
I was in love with her.
But she didn’t know it.
Did she?
I don’t think she did.
Then, one day, I asked Her to marry me.
Finally I did it.
I made a move.
Of course, She said yes, and we went on with it and married.
And still, no one knew my secret.
I still am a Monster.
I’ve never changed; I always have been a Monster.
If only I wasn’t. Maybe She still would be alive.
We went on our honeymoon. That was where it happened.
The Full Moon came out.
And I changed.

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