I was extremely moved by "The Diary of Anne Frank", so I decided to write this book. This is not a hate literature, no matter what my views of the Nazis may be. You will see this as the book unfolds.
EDIT: I changed my mind, this is actually going to simply remain a short story.
I am the ghost that haunts you, the beast that resides within you, the darkness in the deepest reaches of your heart. You don't know me, you say? Don't lie to yourself. Everyone knows me. I am everyone. Every white cloth has a speck, as every heart has a black taint. No matter how faint, no matter how repressed you believe it may be, it's still there. You can't deny it, can you? No... you know who I am, what I can do, what I can make you do. You're afraid, and you should be. People have, are, and always will be destroying one another. You should be afraid. They all are. At any moment I could take control, no matter how kind and pitiful others find you. Pity? I spit on pity, and my spit is flame. Flame that burns your skin and freezes your soul. The flame that burns, never ceasing and refusing to be quenched, destroying all in its path until it is consumed by an even larger flame. My touch is death's. I grasp men's hearts, and they have no resistance against me. I am part of everyone, as I am part of you, dear reader. You cannot kill me. Ha! To think I am something to be killed! Without me, all life would crumble and perish.
What am I?
You know.
You know...
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