I'm not a monster.

"At the time of fullness, clease the world with my rage. Prepare for the ritual od the holy assumption..."

Alright, so I took everything I didn't like about myself, and I put it into one thing. Explination starts here. -> the hands are sewn together, because no matter what I do, it doesn't work because something is holding me back, hence why they're sewn. The heel part of me the flesh is torn from it because the heel bone disturbs me... The veins and arteries in the leg are showing because veins are gross.. The eye's on the knees are there so I don't have to stare at my knees, I don't like them. There's no stomach on this monster because I don't like mine, It bothers me and I wish I could tear it out. The cages on the feet represent my mind, caged and it seems i'm not allowed out of it. The creature has no bottom jaw because even if I tried to talk and express myself, no one would understand or listen, without a bottom jaw it makes it almost impossible to form words. The skin on the thumb is gone because It goes in my mouth too often, and it bothers me. The creature's tongue is carroded because mine is too, and it looks gross and disturbing, from when I eat acidic things. The large ears represent I am a listener, but the cloth over the ears represents alot of things, such as my parents fighting alot, people calling me names and so on. The only thing about me I couldn't desicrate was my eyes, they go from normal tears, to tears of blood, which represents the part of my life where I 'Creid Blood', it means that every time I cried, I used to cut myself somewhere not noticable. Now i'm fine. The spikes on the back of the creature are there because I hate how I slouch constantly.

I'm not a monster, just slightly disturbed.

So I made this into a character, he's a silent hill zombie now.