Published Oct 28th, 2017, 10/28/17 9:10 pm
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Urban legend: You want to know why monsters exist in urban legends? I vaguely recount my own personal story of how I know that ignorance is the evil that rots our bodies and changes us into a monster. Monsters = not literal monsters, but "evil" humans. Boom.
I originally wanted to make this a lot more personal and a lot less vague, and really go into my personal experiences on this website and in the real world. Unfortunately, that would have led to some very obvious call-outs towards certain people. I don't think it would bode very well to make extremely obvious call-outs towards people who are very likely to read this skin's description. Some people might have hurt me, but it's not fair for me to strip them of their privacy.
I originally wanted to make this a lot more personal and a lot less vague, and really go into my personal experiences on this website and in the real world. Unfortunately, that would have led to some very obvious call-outs towards certain people. I don't think it would bode very well to make extremely obvious call-outs towards people who are very likely to read this skin's description. Some people might have hurt me, but it's not fair for me to strip them of their privacy.
We live in a strange world.
When you're younger, you don't think people could really be so bad. Some of the smarter children, like myself, could see a very small minority of people being that way, but it couldn't be any worse than that. Your young mind made you believe that things were so simple. It was easy to define a "bad" person, and it was even easier to spot one. Bad people were the Jafars and the Maleficents and the Evil Queens and the Ursulas of the world. There was nothing more to it. We'd all turn out alright.
Now I'm not so sure.
I don't quite know what led me to see this revelation. Maybe it's the times our generation is growing up in. Perhaps there's been one too many shootings or one too many madmen elected into office. Maybe I've become discouraged by all the stupidity I've seen across social media platforms. It could be any one of those things, really. Or maybe I was just too unfortunate to experience it for myself.
Understandably, it's inevitable. I realize that. All of us will at some point in our lives come across the "bad" people, and they will affect us. So I'm not really special. Still, though, that doesn't make it better, does it? They don't tell you just how much the bad people could destroy you.
Maybe I am truly alone in this world. I don't know how many people can relate with what I've gone through. Perhaps not many, because people seem to enjoy being against me for reasons that I can't understand. Random people, my parents, my former best friend. But my experiences would be only a handful among all of the examples that haven't even personally affected me. Please tell me that somebody else is astounded by all the liars, cheaters, and bullies out there. Tell me it isn't just me who's seeing these things. It can't just be me, can it?
The weirdest thing is, I don't really know what counts as being "bad" anymore. I know that the "bad people" I've seen and spoken to have friends, family members, and problems, just like I do. And that saddens me. I like to think that everybody has a nice personality inside. Not everyone is awful all the time, not even the people who caused me to enter a long period of depression and self-doubt. Maybe I've only seen the worst of them without knowing the full story. Maybe I can't demonize those people quite as much as I want to.
What fears me the most is that I am just like them, too. Am I really making the right decisions, or am I pointing fingers at people who are no different from me? How do I know that I haven't hurt someone without realizing it? Maybe the rumors really are true. Hell if I know. The last thing I've ever gotten in the past two years is answers.
No matter what the truth is, I just wanted to warn you all ahead of time.
This my own recounting of a mystical, horrible beast that lurks in the shadows of people's minds. It is a poison that enters our body and changes us from the inside out. Slowly we transform until we do not recognize our own selves anymore. If we are not careful, any one of us could become a monster.
It is ignorance.
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It is a completely relate-able subject, and there's a lot of truth in what you've written, but honestly, to "me" the "bad side" of a human being just can't be classified an "urban legend", since everybody know that people lie and hurt each other. It is almost what I would call "common sense" rather than a "legend". I hate being the one to criticize and all, especially considering I'm not that good a skinner myself, and I'm probably gonna look like a jerk to some for saying this, but I just really don't see how this fits in as a myth or legend or such. I know an urban legend isn't necessarily bound to be about a creature of some sort, but what you describe is just... well, a normal/common thing, which removes the term of being a "legend" from it to me.
It makes a lot more sense if you read the TLDR, since I sort of realized that I didn't explain myself very well with the actual story. Basically, monsters exist because people become poisoned with evil. Monsters are a part of urban legends, so this is sort of my version of a prequel as to how monsters exist.
Plz don't disqualify me judges
We fear going out at night alone, because we were told there are "monsters" lurking in every dark corner or alley, only waiting to jump forward so they can suck your blood or rip your guts. We were told to pray to a "god" to keep us rid of "evil" beings that would come for us, to seduce, to tempt and to hurt us. We hear rumors vicious killings and people disappearing in the woods, and we need someone or something to blame, especially when telling the kids about because they don't understand. We're dressed up in a layer of skin, because we don't have a "monster" inside of us, we're not a flap of skin, we are the "monsters".