It wont stop. I keep hearing my daughter screaming, and my son's last breath. He's gone. He took my sanity, and he took my babies. It should've been me. Why wasn't it me! I'm going to kill him. I have to kill him! I wont rest until he's dead! He is not going to get away with this. He took my life away, now it is time for me to take his. I just... I can't believe I let this happen. I thought they were safe. He made me believe they were safe. But he's still the same abusive alcoholic that he was before we married. If it wasn't for me passing out from drugs, my son would still be alive, and my daughter would be in my arms. I have to find her. I need to find her! If I don't get my baby back I don't know what I'll do! He killed Sam and took Storm in the middle of the night. Oh why didn't I save my children! I'm going crazy. I don't know what to do. I need help. But most importantly, I need him to die! He can run, but he cant hide, he may be faster, but I'm smarter. Oh, when he least expects it..... BAM! He will be the one begging for mercy. He will know how it feels to be scared and abused. I cannot wait for this to come. To avenge my sons death and to have Storm back in my arms. With that man dead and gone, this will be the best feeling. I have no remorse for what is about to be done. I just have one question. Will you help me get away with murder?