Emily Case

The Garden

The thing stared at me, never breaking its focus. Its eyes bloodshot, causing them to stand out against its pale, white skin. The dark, brown mass perched on top its head was all entangled within itself, forming a giant knot. It was repulsive to look at, though at the same time, I couldn’t pull myself to look away from the beast. Somewhere, hidden behind the bloodshot eyes I could vaguely see the pain and hurt that the creature was feeling. As if it was searching for somebody to just notice it and help it. Then, snap, I recognized the beast.