Sta.sh
Fear, is that what it was? Did I fear everything around me? No. I feared him, my very own father. He was a monster. He was darkness. He was everything horrible in the world. The hunger, the starvation, the wars, he was all of those things, and much, much more.
Late at night, when the moon was full, often he would become like an animal. Not an actual one, no. His mind would become savage and he would brutally beat and rape me. The reason I never knew. But did it matter? No. He did it so often that it just became somewhat of a routine.
My body was by now black and blue, covered in the bruises that he had inflected upon me last night. I didn't want tonight to come, but Mother Nature was unkind. She never cared about anyone; she just continued to allow the moon to rise, ready for anyone like my father to strike. Running away is what I desire. But how could I achieve that? He would seek me, punish me and possibly even kill me.
When the moon wasn't full he was just bearable. But when it was, I feared everything about him…about the world. Where their others like him out there? Or was he the only one? It didn't really matter, either way I would still suffer this fate.
I used to dream about living happily and falling in love. But who wants someone that has been tainted so badly? No one, that's who, for I was far more tainted then one should be before marriage. No one could ever love me, so therefore I could never be happy. I was doomed to rot with him for the rest of my life. Whether I wanted to or not. For the choice was not yet mine to make. And my wish would never come true.
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