Microfiction: The Monster in My Mind

I admired the courage of the monster in my mind. It wasn’t afraid to say things. It didn’t care what people thought. Still, it was a vicious beast and I knew I had to slay it.

When the monster was sleeping, people saw the weakness in me. They seized on it, thinking me easy game. But every insult, every morsel of injustice they threw my way made the monster stronger.

The monster is invincible now. I knew I had to slay it but I didn’t.

People say I’ve changed. They say this sadly. But the monster doesn’t care and I don’t either. I am the monster and the monster is me. Together we are unstoppable.

 

Daily Prompt:Courage

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