I know I'm crazy, but I can't help it. Fame broke me. I have no one. Killing is my only surrender. My victims are my Angels. No one can catch me, not even Niall. I like it this way, though. Bring it on.
I'm 17, I lost my parents. I lost my friends. I lost everything. What's next. How much more of this can I take. Hit after hit. Kick after Kick. What did I do to deserve this. Well I'm not sticking around to find out anymore. I'm leaving. My names Megan, and this is how I found love, freedom, and a family.