The beast who seems to be haunting me everyday of my life, is now growing even stronger every day. A guardian angel is a gift to most, for reasons unknown i have become the devils prey. Reincarnation is my only explanation, for the evil one i was the beast is making me pay like hell for something i never meant to put anyone through. I try to concentrate on the days which were so long ago, the memories that i am granted are the same faint few. The presence of this beast has kept these memories hidden deep within my mind, he strengthens off of my deepest secrets and fears. I did not have the choice of which path of life i wanted to choose he chose for me, taking for granted of the secrets, I hear his faint evil laugh as my eyes try to fight back all the tears. He has developed a schedule he comes and goes as he pleases, as he blesses me with his presence i can feel twisting and pain in my spine. These memories i hold within myself are bound to surface one day when he is off guard, till then this beast shares my soul, i just want back what is rightfully mine. The sound of his evil laughter as the cold metal touched the back part of my body, away where no one could see, he whispers next time dont wear any panties under your girl scout dress. Scared and alone in the woods waiting for our turn they warn me of what will happen if i should confess. Please mom just blow it up for me, he will i remember her saying, my knees trembling as i start down the basement steps fearing opening that door knowing its going to happen like those many times before. The voice running through my head if he should touch again kick him between the legs and run till you cant run anymore. These are the only memories this beast which i cannot control will allow me to recall. I know these things explain the depression that unexplainably took me over years ago, my biggest fear now that this may yet be my biggest downfall. The beast let the feeling of unhappiness and lonliness enter into my unknown. Using it to strengthen himself he fed off of my fears and the blockage of my past only to learn now how much this beast has grown. I could fool all the doctors, for my beast had such power he played them for fools before their very eyes. His power gets stronger with each day i cant remember and tells me that all i am remembering is not the truth nothing but lies. When he slips away i concentrate on each detail searching for that missing part i have hidden so far away. I have the strength to fight him now for i have found true happiness and it is here to stay. With knowing i have him by my side i feel as though the beast is loosing his power he holds over me. Hopefully with alot of support i will learn how to rid this beast and break this spell, and finally understand the meaning behind being free.Birth sign: Not entered
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