A/N: I wrote this for my English 3 class. We had to write for 20 minutes straight while describing a monster, so it probably sucks, but I thought I'd post it anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own American Horror Story, any of its characters, or Evan Peters (although I wouldn't mind owning him).

Of Tate Langdon

He looks like an angel, with luscious blonde hair and brown eyes so dark they appear black. He is a tormented soul born from neglect and abuse. He lives in a beautiful house with the souls of those he's ruined. He was once a human but his soul was consumed by the darkness of his actions. He is the darkness. But he is beautiful, like God's favourite angel, Lucifer. His beauty and supposed innocence is what captivates others and lures them in; but don't be fooled. For he is the worst kind of monster there is.

His intentions are noble, but his means are evil. All he wants is to be loved, like he wasn't as a child. Is he truly evil? Or is he just troubled and misguided? Those he's hurt would say the latter, and maybe they're right. But he is radiant and I am absolutely besotted.

Maybe that will be my downfall or maybe I can change him. Show him the light again. But if it does kill me? I would gladly welcome death. Because a death brought about by him would surely be worth it.

He once told me that he killed because the world is rotten and they deserve to be somewhere better. Hopefully he's right and I pray every night that those he's hurt will forgive him, because although he is a monster of the worst kind, inside he's just a scared young boy trying to help those when nobody helped him.

Perhaps he goes about it the wrong way, and I'm sure he knows that, but he means well. And maybe loving him will be my demise, but I don't care, for when I die I will be in that house with him for all eternity.