It’s not my fault

Write a story from the point POV of a monster, infected creature or lone traveller.

IT’S NOT MY FAULT

“It’s not my fault that I was born this way,

and I don’t like hearing people scream, ‘just before they run

away”!

“It’s not my fault that I have big horns ‘high-upon my head’,

and I don’t have skin, I have some prickly spines, instead”!

“It’s not my fault that your Dad only has one arm,

when he tried to stroke ‘snappy the crocodile’ when he wasn’t

calm!

“Anyway, he has one spare, which I see on the other side,

but just ‘in case’ the crocodile’s hungry tonight, I suggest you go

and hide”!

“It’s not my fault that I have horns, ‘high-up’ on my head,

and please don’t fear me- “come and stroke me instead”?

“It’s not my fault I’m fat & ugly, but I had no choice in the matter,

my mum is ‘not the prettiest’, and my Dad keeps getting fatter!

THE MONSTERS STORY - “I’m feeling very low and depressed today, and I’m also very lonely, and everyone that I’d approach would immediately run away, before I could show them any kindness, and they wouldn’t even attempt to talk to me, and they don’t know that I’m kind, and I mean them no harm!

This attitude would remain, and it would always remain to be, a very sad and lonely life for me- ‘forever in the shadows’, and a life in the safety of the darkness of the night, when my food came courtesy from the bins, and the only good thing about being a monster then, was that the local tramps would wait for me to have first ‘pickings’!

There were benefits for looking like a monster, being seen as a threat would be one of them! They didn’t know that I didn’t have the temperament to be aggressive, or vicious though!

That same scenario reminds me of my poor brother, (“who wasn’t a monster ‘by the way’!) but he was ‘picked on’ mildly at Primary School, and then it intensified at secondary school(“because he was very tall, taller than some of the teachers, and because he was so tall, meek and mild, he was an easy target for the school bullies, he was probably seen as a possible threat, but he was so meek and mild and a lovely person, but defeating him, ‘the tall boy’, was a great success, and the school bullies were like a pack of hyenas, around a tall gazelle, but he never defended himself and hit back, because he was always taught to pick on someone his own size’, but this would be difficult for a young boy of unusual height! The bullies were cunning and cowardly, and they attacked him in their pack, and when the teachers weren’t around, until ‘enough was enough’ for him, and he could take no more, and as the bullying continued into secondary school, he decided to leave secondary school, about 6 months before the start of the Summer holidays, with no qualifications or skills, because the physical, and the mental pain that he was suffering was just too much!

He joined a local boxing gym to try to gain that fighting mentality, and that worked ‘a bit’, and then he joined a gym to try to gain the necessary bigger muscle strength, but he was just too skinny, and he heard about steroids, and then he took other drugs, and he was taking those in his attempt to get bigger, and to stop the threat of “being seen as an easy target”, and he was taking more, and more drugs, and he soon became ‘muscle-bound’, and a regular patient for his Doctor, and heart tests were regularly made on him, and he suffered for years with heart problems, being a regular inpatient for tests and operations, before he finally collapsed and died at home, at the young age of 47! He would suffer no more!

Before my brother died, he would speak about ‘another World’ that he could see, and it was so peaceful, calming and beautiful, and he truly believed that he was going into that World, which endorsed my visions when I almost died many years before, when I was in a coma, and his last words to me, before he died, later that evening, were, “I was in such a lovely place”…………….. “We both believed that this must be heaven”! And I truly believe that he’s returned to that ‘lovely place’.

Whenever the combination of death and hospitals are mentioned, people always dismiss the possibility of their being a heaven, as delirious behaviour, that has been created from drugs, and the thoughts of the dead person rising again is utter nonsense, ‘and yet’, they’ll insist on having a full religious ceremony!

My brother had been on illegal drugs for many years, before the combination of physical and drug abuse killed him, by suffering from a heart attack, and he didn’t once talk about religion, and the visions that I would see(‘some’, not all yet!) have mostly come true!

RETURNING TO ‘IT’S NOT MY FAULT- ‘Many human beings, might think that beauty ‘lies on the top’, whilst others believe that it’s deep within you, and if I dare compare women to cars, then it’s like seeing a beautiful car, that has a great body, and you are immediately attracted to it, and you’re keen to get inside and drive it, and then, suddenly, the engine(“personality”!)sounds really really bad, and it makes lots of bad noises, BUT you look at another car, and the bodywork isn’t very good, it needs a bit of work, but the engine(“personality”!) is immaculate, and it makes all of the right sounds, improves what you thought was missing from the last car, and it’s a really smooth running car! “So, many people might opt for the latter, believing that it can be improved”? SO, What I’m saying is “beauty lies beyond the surface”!

“If a woman is beautiful, then enhance your beauty with having a beautiful personality ‘as well”! “I have a feeling here that I’m going to be ‘ripped apart in a minute”? “I think I’ll quickly move on”!

THE MONSTER RETURNS- “I’ll always be known as a monster, but that’s only a name, and names will never hurt me- “unlike sticks and stones”! I know that I will never look harmless, and if I’m provoked then I could turn aggressive, “it’s my nature’, and it’s very difficult for me to justify my presence ‘here on Planet Earth’! Maybe I’m here to spy for God, and to make sure that everything is ‘going to plan’, and I’ve been put on Earth to see if kindness still exists?

‘War, greed and deception, was not in his plan, and I think he’s going to be disappointed”!

“I only have kind thoughts for humans, and I would like to participate in their lifestyle, but the majority take one look at my face, and they instantly see a threat, but you don’t have to be hideous, grotesque or deformed to be a monster”!

“I mean you no harm, but your minds might seem set,

‘that my hideous features’, conclude, that I must be ‘a threat”,

“I have no friends, no animals to play with, and it’s a lonely life for me,

I neither have children, a loving wife, and no pets for company”!

“because I’m hideous, hairy and I have these threatening horns,

but they’re not as sharp, or as numerous as brambles thorns”!

“What is a monster’s purpose in life, that’s beyond the thrill to scare,

and are we a product of imagination, and so I shouldn’t really care”?

“Being a monster can be such a tedious career,

when your only purpose, is to make kids hide in fear”!

“But am I only a ‘figure in your mind,

and so I shouldn’t worry, until I’m human kind!