A Face You Can't Forget

 A face you can’t forget

 By Sigrun/TheGaylord

It watches over me it is always staring and it stalks all my moves.

Others can see it but the do nothing, why don’t they help me?

It killed my mother, my father and my older sister that I loved so dearly.

I can’t work or go to school because it has also taken that away from me it scared me away.

I HAVE FED IT ALL MY BELONGINGS! Yet it begs for more.

I can’t stand those long creepy arms with those long sharp nails, the same goes to its feet.

It stomach is swollen after everything it has devoured from me and a face that you can never forget.

It hunted my house with million demons that just won’t leave.

I begged the church to help me and help me get this monster away from me for just a day at least, yet they ignored me and sent me going on my way.

I lie here on the street wearing a dirty shirt and out worn pants with nothing else but a can with only several coins that will be the only thing to feed me tonight and I think about the monster that took everything I loved and left me nothing.

I wondered if it was still stalking me.

A skinny man wearing a dark colored jacket that covered a little part of his face and a hat that was shadowing his eyes walks up to me and throws a coin to me.

In only a split second I get to see his face.

That face of that monster that I can never forget.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Only then I remembered his name and muttered quietly “Oh yes, economy”

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