“I’m sick of her! She’s always doing stuff like this and blatantly lying!” My mother said as she buried the family cat with an exhaustion to her voice and a tearful look in her eye.

A portion of the back yard now resembled a miniature graveyard, I always hated animals because they saw me for what I really was.

“I know, I know, but she’s probably going through a phase, it’ll get old and she’ll move on trust me” Said My father, always so naive and delusional.

My mother exhaled and seemed to calm down slightly “I hope it ends quickly, I’m sick of her, the disturbing things she says and does, and I know she’s doing something to her brother but he won’t tell, like he’s petrified of her, the neighbourhood hates her too. They know exactly what she’s like its like she’s asking to get chucked in an asylum, she’s not normal”

From my room in the attic I watched them come in from the yard, they cleaned their hands, went to the living room and watched TV for several hours until night and eventually fell asleep on the couch. I stood there just staring at them from the hallway, my small body and thin limbs blending perfectly into the darkness around me, and thought to myself.

“I love them, I just don’t want to share them with anyone, after they get rid of my sister ill make them get rid of my brother, then ill finally introduce myself to them, I hope they will like my real form.”