I gave up my son once, and vowed to never do it again. When given a second chance, I killed two people and sacrificed four to get him home.

What father wouldn't brainwash his daughter's boyfriend to keep him from knocking her up? She might have died, and then all I would have are my bunnies.

I love games; some of my favorites are Mouse Trap, Backgammon, and mind games with my estranged family members.

I witnessed my parents' deaths and it was all downhill from there. I now only find solace in books.

Sometimes it seems like I'm the only one interested in having fun... that is, until I cause a major catastrophe.

The first time I was shot, I lost my unborn baby. The second time, I lost my life for someone else's kid.

I just want to tell people good news- for 3 years on the island, all I could give was bad.