A monster. That was the only correct way to describe someone like her who had came back from death.
She couldn't blame the disgust that her grandmother and father had showed all this time, finally understanding the reason for their odd hatred that had always felt one sided to her. But now she finally understood that to her grandmother not only was she a misfortune she was also an odd creature that could easily come back from death.
But was that a reason to excuse what her grandmother had done to her? Or to forgive her father because his reason for selling her was fear of what she could be?
No. The answer was simple: No.
To find out that something in her was inhuman also make her body chill, her heart awry. No one would ever wish to be born a monster or to find out that there was a power in them that they couldn't control.
Fear and disgust fill her body.
