this is from my inayopendelewa MONSTER. it's a story about a monster with out a name the story name is the nameless monster.Franz Bonaparta is a characters from monster he wrote the story.that ends up affect Johan and Anna's Liebert life and others. this story is suppose to hypnotize kids and turn them into perfect killers. i hope wewe enjoy it!


A long, long time zamani in a land far away, There was a monster without a name. The monster wanted a name so badly. So the monster left to go on a journey to find a name. But the world was so large that he mgawanyiko, baidisha into two to make his journey. One went to the west and the other went towards the east. The monster who went to the east found a village.

At the entrance of the village there was a blacksmith. “Mr. Blacksmith, please give me your name,” alisema the monster. “You can’t give away your name,” the blacksmith replied. “If wewe give me your name, I’ll enter wewe and give wewe strength.” “Really? If wewe can make me stronger, then I’ll give wewe my name.” The monster entered the blacksmith. The monster became Otto the Blacksmith.

Otto the Blacksmith became the strongest man in the village. But one siku he said, “Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become.” Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp! The hungry monster ate Otto from the inside out. The monster returned to being a nameless monster.

The monster came to a ngome looking for a wonderful name. In the castle, there was a sick boy. “If wewe give me your name, I’ll give wewe strength.” “If wewe can cure this illness and make me strong, I’ll give wewe my name.” The monster entered the boy. The boy became well.

The king was so pleased! “The prince is well! The prince is well!” The monster liked the boy’s name. He also liked living in the castle. So even though he was hungry, he endured. Every siku his stomach growled, but he endured it.

However, he was so hungry that one siku he said, “Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become.” The boy ate the king and even his servents. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!

Since there was no one there anymore, the boy went on a journey. He kept on walking for days and days. One day, the boy met the monster who traveled to the west.

“I have a name. It’s a wonderful name, too.”

The monster who went to the west said, “I don’t need a name. I’m happy even without a name.” We just have to accept that we are monsters without a name. The boy ate the monster who went to the west.

The monster finally had a name, But all the people who could call him kwa that name have disappeared. And Johan was such a wonderful name, too.