//You thought I would have more intelligence than to be whole yet needing to learn? I was supremely intelligent, it is you who are still unable to be logical,allowing fear to form your nonsensical words and reasons and excuses,// the ghost snarled in contempt.
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"It is you who are stupid and you who got away with murders for every murder I did is laying right at your feet. Shall I explain the how and why again, father," the ghost taunted.
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//So you did indeed get away with murder...the only thing you lack is my intelligence, though the fact you created me shows that you are still doing well enough...above most I should say...just the things you lack the most?are sanity and strength and courage. A pity all those are rather necessary, yes?//
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The ghost's laugh seemed to echo through Victor's very skull.
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//I asked you to teach me, and you refused. You wanted nothing of me. I asked and you refused,// the ghost roared.
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//And I did watch people. I did approach them gently and they still ran. But apparently you understand why. All it took was my not knowing how to speak and you ran. Not knowing yet how to move and you ran. I learned these things in a matter of days all on my own. Imagine how much faster I could've learned from a caring teacher. But no...Not you...You are still being nonsensical your justifications incorrect. You forget how it truly was so that you can blame someone other than yourself. You got away with murder and worse, father. Know this if you so need to know how it feels.//
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The ghost was gone then as suddenly as it had arrived, apparently disgusted with Victor for the moment.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat