*Jamie's POV*

1882, Oak Hills, Oregon

I killed at least 27 people today. 3 girls from Oak hills high, 14 from Oak Hills mall, and 7 from the party my class mate hosted.

I can't control it. The hunger is to much. I couldn't handle it any longer, so I turned my emotions off. I'm a ripper. Every time I kill someone I write there names down in a notebook. I have almost filled the first one.

I thought that it would help, to flip the switch, but after awhile, I broke. This guy named Chase reminded me of Tris, I don't know how he knew about her, but he did. He tried to make me turn my emotions back on, and he succeeded. He told me that my parents never wanted me, and that's why they gave me up. He also told me that Tris never cared about me either. He broke me emotionally.

After I flipped the switch l, I burst out into tears. He was right. Tris never loved me, and I doubt my real parents did either. What have I done!!! I killed thousands of people. How can I live with myself. Those people had families. They had people who depended on them, and I murdered them without even thinking.

I don't think I can ever recover from this. All I know now, is that I'm going to start looking for my parents again. My... Real... Parents...

Maybe they will want me back. But who wants a Vampire for a daughter??? Well, I guess I'll find out.