Hamantha . . . She was beautiful. Flowing hair, a meaty face and a lovely eye . . . She wanted to be a star.

Did she make it? Her beautiful soft blonde hair and periwinkle-white dress unfortunately weren't enough to cover up the dark, tragic end to Hamantha. She was able to fulfil those dreams of being the star she was destined to be. But she wouldn't be alive to see it.

She wasn't dead. Not yet, at least . . .

' Hello. I'm Hamantha. It's nice to meet you.. '