Hello, It's Your Old Friend I see you looking for me. You seem lost, confused, pacing back and forth wondering where I am. As much as I want to go up to you I can’t. Please listen to me. I’ve waited for you for a long time… and you think you met me for the first time as an adult now. But we go far back Tyler –since we were little. I use to play with you and time gone by, and you were with the older kids; while I was cast out since some had feared my identity. This started sprouting a wall from each other, and by the time I left…it was too late, my intentions were to never come back again. Since then I’ve waited in a new home for you, year after year always turning behind hoping the stranger was Tyler. But it was only a figment of my imagination. After our return, you started coming too close that I almost revealed my true self to you. I can imagine how amazing things could've been for us if I was normal. No matter how great you were, I thought you would run away like everyone else if you found out. Of course I told myself –you wouldn’t do that; but I felt there was something different about you. I know you among of all people, never jumped to conclusions that I was an unemotional monster or un-human. For that I admired your patience on wanting to uncover my personal #life. I understand your were curious though it was as hard to demolish and still is, no matter how I keep myself distance. I was too scared to let you in and now you meet me at my weakest point, accusing that I am a suspect for the outbreak massacre happening in town a few years back. Tyler somewhere inside, you see that I’m good and find it impossible for me to be responsible for all of this. Stop hiding it, Tyler. I always capture that desperate look in your eyes, searching within my soul the innocence I had as a kid. It wasn’t ashamed of you to withdraw from society’s ideal of my acts. I still have that innocence, and remain pure deep inside of the wrenching pain #life has given to me. But most of all, the pain you gave me. And about the crime scenes, I know what you’re thinking. Why didn’t I rid the evidence, but I didn’t! I don’t mind it anymore if someone discovered the trial of blood, let them wonder. Let them think someone had been killed here, because someone had been killed here. And no one did when I was murdered in cold handed on the same floor your friend was found slaughtered. But, you and your parents hired him to kill me when I was just a child. All because you, and your family were envious of my family. After years in running, I realize my rebirth has given all the potential to foresight every corner of the monster you are. My killings on the other hand, was never for pleasure, it was for justice. Eventually, you’ll be trapped in silence at night like I did, lonely from this plunging misery inside. You can’t keep it bottled up, because no one can cage it forever. It has already got the best of you –it won and its tail has ways in playing tricks on you. It tells me in my ear now, that its hunger for flesh has grown inevitable to control, and it’s waiting for you in the cold… outside your bedroom window.