Davide Benini

The Beast Davide Benini

He creeps up silently behind me, nobody's around; he grabs me by my shoulders. He throws me on the hay. He's on top of me, I turn, he's under me! I grab a pitchfork, three metal prongs on his neckI'll kill you!Here enters the Beast!!! Suddenly my sister Evelina is there, and takes hold of me from behind. I scream at the top of my lungs: I'll kill him, I'll kill him!He runs away and I stay. It's the first time the Beast enters me. Before then, I could see it, it walked alongside with me, it followed me, talked to me. We've lived together since I was born, but it had never entered me. When you've got it inside it's all a fury, a burning fire, you can see the flames. It's the Beast that talks, moves my mouth, my arms, my legs. My voice is its voice. The Beast is me and I'm just its mask