Novel & Cerita Everyday Life With Monster

“How are you getting something to eat?” “I broke into the candy machine, and the drinking fountain has water.” “Does the monster know you’re in here?” “I dunno, it never comes here.” “Where does it go?” “Sometimes it slides on the street. Sometimes it crawls in the grass.” “What does the monster do?” “It slides and eats stuff. It ate a squirrel. The squirrel tried to get away, but the monster crawled over it, and it was gone.” “Have you been anywhere else downtown?” “I wanted to go to the grocery store, but I’m too afraid. The monster will get me.”

Then Dylan began to slowly release his grip. "Sir, are you not going to pick up the fruit you picked earlier? Are the fruits for yourself, or do you want to share with others? The fruits in the suburbs are indeed delicious, it's a shame that few dares to take it because of the many monsters lurking around during the day." The monsters here are mostly lurking around during the day when the sun comes up. Maybe it's because they have basic human features, that's why they hide at night. “I was so shocked when I heard a monster talk this afternoon! Isn't that their latest evolution, sir? We should be able to exterminate them sooner so they can't evolve!"

Norman replied. “Yeah…” “My mother used to scare me with these monsters when I was younger. I really thought she’s just using them to calm me down from throwing tantrums but it turns out that they really do exist.” Norman announced how he just saw the reality of things flash by his eyes and I thought we had the same thought process. These monsters used to only exist in films and books but no one ever suspected that they do exist in this world. And apparently, I’m one of those monsters now.

After six months of running and hiding, he'd found me again. "Winter? Are you listening to me?" I shoved my phone into my jacket and tried to breathe. "Yeah, Mom. I'm listening." The mansion got bigger as we drove closer. Dark stone walls, tall windows, everything sharp and cold. My chest felt tight. I'd escaped one nightmare and driven straight into another. Mom parked and jumped out of the car like this was the best day of her life. She was too happy about Richard's money to notice I was falling apart. "Come on, they're waiting!"

Everyone lives with a charade for the public eye, acting the way a civilized person does. But not everyone is civilized. Monsters are real. And they have their own version of the world. I should know, I was kidnapped by one. Dragged down into the pits of their hell. Changed. Altered. Forced to do anything to survive.

" Where did this monster go? C'mon out I'll pull your creepy eyes out for you, you would be beautiful without them" ..................... To be continued

"I gave you the chance to prove yourself to me, despite what you did to me in the past. But now you've only confirmed you're a monster. It is over between us!" Her words slammed into me, shaking me to my core. My eyes lit up in shock, I couldn't get myself to say another word. The weight of what I heard left me speechless. Then she walked away, and slammed the door behind her, leaving me rooted to my spot in total bewilderment. What do I do? I dropped to my knees as tears rolled down my cheeks, all I heard were her last words that kept replaying in my head. 'A Monster' 'It's over! It's OVER!'

I had blown whatever chances I had by throwing Zara and her peonies across the wall, ruining all my chances. I sped across the hallway, mind racing and tears pouring freely down my face, I just wanted out of all this fucking freak show. The poor girl in me — the girl who had been dragged into this chaos — wouldn’t stop crying. I just wanted to scream. Wanted someone to explain why her life had turned into this mess, why the world seemed to spin faster around her than anyone else, and why danger seemed to follow me with relentless precision. And yet… All I could do was move back into the hallway, silent, trembling, utterly oblivious to the full weight of what was happening. I just wanted out

“She and I are digging now. If they left even a fingerprint behind, we’ll find it.” “And if it is them?” I whisper. “Then we hunt,” Dad says coldly. “Again. But this time, we don’t leave anyone breathing.” “I love you both,” Mum adds. “So much. Just—stay calm. Stay smart. Let us handle the chaos.” “We’re trying,” Caden murmurs, but his eyes haven’t stopped scanning the shadows. Neither have mine. Because the thing about monsters is—they don’t need to knock. They already know where you live.

That night, the doll suddenly activated. Its soft, stuffed arm shot straight into my throat. I jolted awake, clawing at my neck, trying to call for my mother, but no sound came out. By the next day, I had a raging fever and couldn't stop throwing up. I cried, trying to tell my mother what happened, but all that came out were broken, garbled sounds. She tossed me a pack of cold medicine. "If you can't even talk, then be quiet for once. I'm exhausted after work."