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merissawong
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I beheld the wretch - the miserable monster whom i had created. His water yellow eyes stared up at me; i sat rigid and stunned at this disastrous creation. Wanting to scream, yell and run away, i struggled to wake up from this horrible nightmare. However, it was real.

I beheld the wretch - the miserable monster whom i had created. His water yellow eyes stared up at me; i sat rigid and stunned at this disastrous creation.

Wanting to scream, yell and run away, i struggled to wake up from this horrible nightmare. However, it was real.

As he attempted to embrace me in his arms like a child would with his parent, I instinctively shoved him away.

"S-s-stay away!" I gasped, summoning up the courage to scream and yell.

It was no use. The monster slowly advanced upon me like a lion with his prey.

Panicking, I flicked my eyes around the room, frantically searching for a weapon, but there were only the instruments of life around me.

Fearfully i swiftly scampered out of the house and onto the eerie, desolated roads. The once-lively streets were now filled with the silence and sullenness similar to that from the dark abyss.

Blanketed by the clouds, the full moon that night was like a death omen, beckoning for the devils and demons to search and hunt me down.

I glanced back at the house and noticed the monster sprinting after me. Under the dim, white, flickering glow of the streetlights, his monstrosity and hideousness towered over me.

As i turned away to flee from this grotesque being, he grabbed me by the wrist.

Comprised of all the perfect body parts, a monstrous being resulted from all my years of working as diligently as a factory worker none the less.

Everything about him - the various patches of skin, his dead yellow eyes and his delirious smile - was wrong and repulsive.

It was crazy of me to be filled with such a greedy and selfish ambition of creating a perfect human being.

How could i be so conceited with this project to be able to ignore the disdain felt from all my family and friends?

! I cannot fathom how my supposedly perfect creation turned out like this or how my perfected plans went awry. This was unbearable.

Having to suffer the humility and contempt i would soon have to face, i abhorred the thought of being the one who created this beast.

Completely out of the blue, the creature uttered his first word to me that made me widen my eyes.

"Dad."

Refusing to accept this word, i shook my head and slapped my hand out of his. While i stormed away, he ceaselessly uttered the same word.

"Dad...dad...dad...dad..."

Next came the words, "I love you."

I stopped, my head in my hands as my brain tried to assimilate all this.

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