Golden Snitch o~: When she was left at my door, I took her in. I cared for her. I loved her. I thought I knew her. But that horrid year of 16, it changed her. She became cold. Her eyes held no warmth. She knew no one. She burned down our home. And now she is after me, after my life. When I took her in, I had no idea she was a robot, a robot programmed to kill.