He came into her life, again.
He was the monster that hid behind her. He controlled her. Her words, posture and actions and everything. He is that ugly thing people see when they looked at her. You could see that when people talked to her, they immediately looked down in horror.
His face was always covered with a gooey liquid, sometimes blood, sometimes puss. It's hard to decide what's worse.
She picks at him and pokes him till he leaves but he leaves scars in her soul and still manages to control her.
His monthly visits are the worst, as he usually brings his younger brothers. And they can never sit still.
This time, she wore her nicest clothes hoping that nobody would notice him. She left out her large voluminous hair hoping that it would hide him. But they didn't, because they never did and never will.

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