~ EPILOGUE ~

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You look at me like I'm the monster… But I'm not the monster. I have never been the monster. I might do some monstrous things, but trust me. I am not a monster. I am the victim. A victim turned into a monster by a monster… Donald West. Your grandfather. He must have been such a sweet and caring grandfather to you. I am sure he was a politician loved by the people. He was a man that had an insane talent in the business sector. He was even a preacher! You might have seen him that way. But I didn't. He was not a prominent polician or a businessman with a booming business or a preacher or a sweet grandpa to me. To me, he was a Monster. A pedophile. A disgusting, pathetic man who raped me for years. I remember the first night mom and dad gave me up to him, he touched my

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