...there are more terrifying monstrosities in the world than Anthropophagi. Monstrosities who, with a smile and a comforting pat on the head, are willing to sacrifice a child upon the altar of their own overweening ambition and pride.
Why can__ she see it? Why can__ she see the hidden monster which lives inside of him? He__ standing there, his back still away from my mum, but he__ showing me that evil. He__ showing me the monster that is just itching to get out. I know what he would do without Mum being there, so I__ so glad that she is, but what I can__ understand is how blind she and my sister are to him. It__ almost as if he can walk on water as far as they__e concerned.
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Why can__ she see it? Why can__ she see the hidden monster which lives inside of him? He__ standing there, his back still away from my mum, but he__ showing me that evil. He__ showing me the monster that is just itching to get out. I know what he would do without Mum being there, so I__ so glad that she is, but what I can__ understand is how blind she and my sister are to him. It__ almost as if he can walk on water as far as they__e concerned.
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