Ana's Point of View
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Against my own hunger, I am nothing but helpless.
In fact, it beats me to think how in the word it could control me and made me do things I would not normally do, to begin with.
In addition, I felt all the more pathetic right now thinking that I allowed this inhuman craving of mine to take the better half of me.
Yet at the same time, I knew that no amount of tears would help me change anything from what happened.
Regardless if I shed tons of them tonight to the point of crying my eyes out, it would still not change the fact that I feed on human flesh just now.
Inside me was a fellow human's flesh and I am digesting it as I speak.
At this point, it dawned to me that there was no denying it anymore; I had become a monster I so much feared, and as much as I hated to admit that, there was nothing I could do anymore.
I feel so lost and terrified for my own good.