Mommy, Daddy, Don't you know, you lost your daughter years ago. The moment you stopped caring for her, is the moment she started dying. But you're too blind to see that. All you see is your selfish wants and the child you wanted, but not the one you had. She's hanging by a thread, her sanity long gone, won't you at least save her life? But no, of course not. Why should you save the child you hate when you have one you care for so much more? Will it really take her death to wake you up from your little dream of perfection? We grew so close before you killed her and I had to take her place. I'm just a demon who wears her face. I tried to make things better, I really did. But I'm beginning to lose my patience with you. You never cared once you had a son who was like you. The only difference? He tried his hardest to save her. But you locked him away for that and killed her. What will it take for you to see your mistakes? And how long until you repeat them?
I wonder when they'll realize what they've done...