I'm afraid of monsters who make fun of my childhood, my dreams and the things I hold dear. And finally, the monsters who lie a lot. This kind of monster is the most troublesome and more terrible than any other kinds of monster. It makes use of human heart even it doesn't understand it at all. Even It is not hungry, it eats. It reads books even it has entirely no interest about knowledge. It shows friendship to others even it doesn't feel so. If that kind of monster appear, I might be eaten by it. Because.... I am that kind of monster.