Biography about monsters

Posted July 16, on the outskirts of a dark-dark forest stood a tall-breaking tower. A monster lived in this tower. No one came to the monster. The monster was huge and scary. For days he sat at the window at the very top of the tower and looked from a height at the forest. The wind swooped the trees, and they creaked and moaned. The monster looked at the forest and sighed.

The forest stretched for many kilometers around. He was black and good. Almost all the trees were dried up in it, and only near the tower there were still several surviving old men-giants. From his window, the monster could only see this forest, but the sky above the forest, and even a city in the distance, which seemed just a ghost. The monster sighed. He was lonely, because no one came to him.

Many, many days, or maybe months, or maybe years. The monster spent his whole life in this tower and no one ever came to it. He did not even know how it was if a friend suddenly comes to you. After all, monsters have no friends. He was always lonely, and knew nothing but loneliness, and therefore got used to his existence. For hours he looked from the window at the black trees, at the sky, along which white clouds floated in the afternoon, and stars shone at night.

Sometimes, when black clouds dug in the sky, a strong wind rose and rain began, lightning flashed, and thunder rattled, the monster laughed quietly under his breath. The noise of rain, the roar of thunder drowned the silence that reigned inside the tower. During a thunderstorm, he did not hear the beating of his heart. In the morning, he ate a sandwich for breakfast, drank a glass of tea, put on a suit and left.

Before leaving, he checked whether the windows were closed and whether he closed the door to all three locks. After all, you never know what can happen. Suddenly, in his absence, someone will come to his tower. He walked along the path through the forest, sat in the subway and went to work. People in the subway did not pay any attention to the monster. After all, there are no monsters.

” And how can it be so that a live monster is sitting next to you on the metro on the bench? After all, they still know since childhood - monsters do not exist. So the monster got to his work. Where he worked, there were a lot of people. Well, a lot of people. And none of them noticed the monster. Then why talk with him? Why look at him?

Why pay attention to him? Even if he would be a monster - what do we care? Monster and monster. Let him call as he wants, what is the case with him? What do we care about some monsters? The monster worked all day. From early morning until late in the evening. He came to work and worked, worked, worked ... People went for lunch, and he worked, worked and worked ... people gathered home, and then he stopped working and was also going home.

Years passed, and the monster still went to work. He did not know what he was doing and for what - no one knew this. The monster was not like everyone else, he liked to work. He liked it, although he understood that what he did nobody needed. People yawned and discussed aloud how they would not do anything for some time. This time they called vacation. People always complained that the vacation was too short.

The monster did not want to rest. He rested at night. He knew one secret. He knew that if people stop doing something, they would understand the uselessness of what they did before. After all, people do not work because to do something necessary or important. They work so that it is not bored. The monster worked to get a salary at the end of the month and buy bread and sausages.

He ate some sandwiches with sausage, because he did not know how to cook. He did not know how to cook, because no one had ever taught him. He was always alone. Sometimes he thought what would happen if he, a monster, was not. Probably, nothing would have changed, because he has no friends. No one would notice that he was not. No one would miss. Only in the tower would be empty.

Even the other towers are nearby. ” Therefore, the monster continued to go to work and there are breakfast in the morning. He never took a vacation. And why the monster is a vacation? But he never got tired. Have fun with friends? But he had no friends. Go far, look at the world? But the world is the same everywhere. And people are the same everywhere.

The monster did not like peace or people. He did not know what to do among people, he did not know how to live in this world. Therefore, he rested at work late at work in order to return home in the dark. The monster did not like daylight - after all, in the afternoon it was clear that he was a monster. In the afternoon, people did not notice him, because in the afternoon it was easier for them to believe that monsters did not exist.

In the afternoon, everything is simple and clear, and life is simple and understandable. You need to get up to go to work, you need to work in order to go to bed in the evening, you need to work in order to rest later. You need to relax to work later. In the dark, no one saw a monster. There were few people in the dark, in the dark there were only those who, like a monster hated themselves.

The monster hated himself that he was a monster. People hated themselves because they were people, because they are ugly and weak. In the dark, they could pretend that they are beautiful and strong. How to prove to everyone that you are strong? Back someone.You just need to choose someone who is probably weaker than you, because if you start fighting with someone who is stronger, he can win.

How to prove that you are beautiful? Get to know the girl. In the dark, after all, you can’t see what you really are. In the dark, you can’t see how ugly you are. And you can prove both your strength and beauty at once, so as not to waste time in vain. Indeed, in order to prove to yourself that you are both beautiful, and strong, and smart, you need a lot of time.