Right now, somewhere in the world, a baby is born. It will soon forget that moment forever. It is safe in its mother's arms, a place where no one could hurt it. It will be brought home, where its room is waiting for it and it will learn. Learn how to live. Learn to fear. The dark, the monsters, things that are supernatural. It will grow up and meet other human beings. It will love them or fear them. It will start to feel loved or else, lonely. It will be judged. It will crave for people's presence. It will cry when they leave. It will want people to be there. It will be influenced by them. It will want to be just like them. It will start liking the same things as them. It will be attached to them. It will lose them. It will be laughed at. It will be talked about. It will be marooned. It will fall in love. It will suffer. It will not know what to do about it. It will go for it. It will be happy. Then it will be deceived. It will believe in promises that will be broken. It will have less and less friends. If it can call those people, friends. It will feel lonely, again. And again. It will doubt its own abilities. It will therefore fail. It will listen to music to feel better. It will eventually get better. It will be disappointed, again. It will feel lonely, again. It will have trouble finding that magic in music. It will find another passion. But it will be back to square one. It will have suicidal thoughts. It will lose faith in the world. Even worse, it will lose faith in itself. It will then scorn others. It will be mean to protect itself. It will bring people down just to feel better about itself. It will break hearts. It will screw them over. It will want revenge. It will get it. It will make promises that it will not keep. It will have its parents's opinions. It will judge people without even getting to know them. It will learn to despise some groups of people because of their origin or their religion. Or their sexuality. It will make mean comments to hurt people after they hurt it. It will learn to hate and upset people rather than appreciate what is good in them. It will find a scapegoat with its so-called friends because they are more powerful together. That will trigger a suicide. A whole family that is going to be devastated. It will be punished but will go on. It will not learn from its mistakes. Because it has learnt that being cruel is the only way of being powerful. It will sure as hell not show its feelings. These are for the weak. It will make people hate it and it will not be bothered by that because it will be too pleased with itself to care. It will be selfish. It will only care about itself. And the more hearts it will break, the better.

Right now, somewhere in the world, a monster is born.