I don't want to be anyone. I'm done with that. This is my story. My name is Regan, and I am that girl you saw sitting on the side of the road downtown. The one you drove past - staring at. I remember you. You had mousy, long brown hair. You paid me a second glance. You seemed to recognize me. That look made my day. Someone paying attention to me made my day, and I thank you.