I would like to give a shout out to Kelly K Green!
She wrote a poem about the dreaded Pequin.
Thanks for the lines, friend! I do not know how you can write so many poems! Mad skills, I would ascertain.
Now, the story.
Journal for Me, Beast.
The Moon wanes. I AM JEPTHA, THE BEAST.
The Shepherd’s Crook Man did good teaching me to read. Ahusaka taught me fire and cook food. I WRITE LETTERS IN PARCHMENT MAKE ME FEEL BETTER.
I stop talking about moon as much. Call cat Moonshine now.
John gave me cat. His mom made my clothing.
I TRY TO USE PARCHMENT. Handwriting is so hard.
I want to be better. I am person, not Beast. I am called Beast since I was a child.
Mom and Dad did not want me after creature bit me. I became sick. Too much hair, too much ugly. They say they lost son.
They say I am not son. This makes Beast sad, BITTER, ANGRY.
I could not help the bite making me sick.
I like Brother and Campfire. He adopted me. I have known him since we were little.
Beast live outside.
I found out at a young age you can’t outrun mean things like bullies. I hurt and fight. I hate predators. I eat pequins. They are mean.
I tell man with Potter Wheel. He says,
“Anger is punishment you give yourself over someone else’s mistake.”
I do not understand, but he seems smart like Shepherd’s Crook Man.
I try not to get upset. IT IS HARD.
I WANT FRIENDS. I see others have friends.
It is because I AM BEAST I have no friends.
Brother says Northwich people like me. He says Heron like me. He says I have many friends.
I live alone with my cat. I feel alone and sorry.
7 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire Musings of a Beast-An Ongoing Tale Chapter 144”
Thank you for the kind words friend. We are well met, be safe & be well.
You as well friend!
This story is amazing, I’ve never read anything like this!
Thanks! I would hope it to be quite original!
A good story. 👍
Thank you! He is one of my favorite characters. Feel free to talk with Jeptha in the comments if you like. He may be up to it.
My pleasure. 😊