My name is Brooklyn. I don't have a last name. Well, I did at one point, but I don't know what it is. My parents didn't bother to stick around to make sure I knew. So now it's just me. Me, myself, and I. And I'm doing fine. I don't need anybody else, and I've proved that over the past fourteen years. I don't need the love that everyone talks about. It's not important. Besides, no one is ever going to love someone like me... At least that's what I thought...All Rights Reserved