Once at a fine dawn, I awoke fully changed Transformed into a horrible vermin— A thing society would never accept. The epitome of hope had turned to ashes; My dearest were afraid of me. I scared off my dreams, turned my success to horror. My family, who loved me yesterday, Could not accept my today or tomorrow. I was nearly killed thrice— Killer— My very own father. My quintessence of life — my sister — Even she grew annoyed. She wished upon my death. Oh, my dear mother… she could only sit and watch. And the one who thought of me was The maid as the brightest among all the stars. The scar on my back screamed my sorrow. They said, “Pain heals pain.” Indeed, it did. And I lay peacefully upon the deathbed, Laid there by those I once called dearest. Even strangers of three days accepted me— but my family… never would.