Chapter 5 "Chapter 5"

After all these darkest incidents which I have passed through I learned that monsters are not born they are made, they look like us, they talk like us, they walk like us, the only thing which is different from us is their mind, you don't know that what devil is thinking right now, what he is aiming for you right now, what he can do to you, I think I was really lucky or I was the most unlucky, through my experience through my inner I realize that once you have seen devil from your eyes you will never be the same, looking into his eyes is dangerous and talking to him is destructive for your life

, because you have to say the same thing which he wants to hear and if you try to assert him you will lose everything.

He looks like a handsome and charming man in the world, but his quietness was remarkable, the most beautiful eyes have cried the most, the most laughing face has seen a lot of miseries, the most beautiful face has the ugliest truth, as the same the most quietest lips want to scream as loud as the shelters of windows will get apart. I never knew that he has this much cruelty and callousness inside him. Basically, he was the most innocent and handsome-looking monster in the world. No one can recognize him by his face. The same situation happened to me, I never know that he is not the healer, he is the scraper, I was broken and I have decided that I will live my whole remaining life alone, the hurt of betrayal, the hurt of being good to others and the hurt of deception from those people who are the most near to my heart were giving me mental torture, on that time I wanted to write a stroy of pain, not just pain I want to imagine someone who is in great unbearable, and awakward situation that no one can deny, I want to make a stroy of screams, miseries, suffering, and sorrow which can calm down my inner storm which is buring from inside but not showing from outside, from writing that story I feel relief from my inner, I feel that someone is in more pain than me, I was giving extreme pain to my characters, but I never knew that story which I'm writing is coming true by someone who is ferocious, like no one ever thought, this is the nightmare which had come true in real life.

At the first, he was writing his own story, but after we met this story turn to our story, the story of "human and a devil". He was nice, whenever I looked at him, I feel secure, his presence turn every place the wariest, he look cold but when it turns to me the love and care start to show up in his every action. Everything was great, but one day I came to know about his real face, the face of a real devil.