I’m not normal. I’m not perfect. I’m the nobody who sits in the back of class, away from the public’s eyes. And hey I didn’t chose to be different, disliked. I chose to not let anyone get hurt. Cause they don’t know who I am, what I am. Everyone sees what they want to see. They see a girl, quiet, nothing in particular that’s wrong with me but oh how wrong they are. When I look in the mirror I don’t recognize the person in front of me. A creature. A monster. But only in the mirror do I look like this. Only in the mirror can I see what truly lies behind this human vail. What I despise and hate. The monster inside me.