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"But how do you fight it?" Conor asked, his voice rough. "How do you fight all the different stuff inside?"
By speaking the truth, the monster said. As you spoke it just now."

"Stories don't always have happy endings."
This stopped him. Because they didn't, did they? That's one thing the monster had definitely taught him. Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn't expect.”

There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.

You do not write your life with words, the monster said. You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what youdo.

The answer is that it does not matter what youthink, the monster said, because your mind will contradict itself a hundred times each day. You wanted her to go at the same time you were desperate for me to save her. Your mind will believe comforting lies while also knowing the painful truths that make those lies necessary. And your mind will punish you for believing both.

Sometimes people need to lie to themselves most of all.

Stories are wild creatures, the monster said. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?

Stories are the wildest things of all, the monster rumbled. Stories chase and bite and hunt.