The monstrous creature sits snug, staring into my mind, body, and soul. I have tried to flee from this hideous abomination, but all of my attempts were for naught; I cannot run and hide from this beast, it is with me wherever I go. It appears that I am the only one that can see this thing. That conclusion occurred to me because no one looks in fear or disgust, children don't hide with terror into their mother's bosom, and people stare with confusion as I scream for help. Now, whenever alone, I sit, staring into it as it sits staring into me. All I can see when staring into it is pain, suffering, and misery. After a long time of staring into the monster, I can see it morph into something very familiar, but otherwise completely alienated from my thoughts; then it transforms into a being that resembles myself. Once I see myself in the creature's face, its mind opens and shows me events in which I have participated in but have no memory of. These events are nothing of joke, of play, nor are they of good; the events are pure evil. These events include taking part in small attempts of genocide, harm to other people (including those close to me), and a large amount of other crimes that are very unthinkable, in my mind, to have happened. Then the monster morphs, yet again, into some horrifying, horned creature resembling a demon from an old bible school story created in attempt to get children to behave and to make them fear the devil. It stares at me long with an emotionless face, then it slightly leans forward and says in the most demonic and evil voice possible, "I am you, what you have seen were all of the acts of evil you have taken part in. Now you must suffer for them." Those terrible words struck me harder than anything and the realization of the truth has became too much to bear. My final attempt at freedom is to get up and run to the top of the closest parking garage, stand on the concrete ledge, and let myself fall to the pavement. May peace finally be restored to me.