Cheetah

They call me Cheetah because of my speed. Yesterday I was a fourteen-year-old schoolgirl with dreams of making the Olympics one day. Today I killed a man. I wasn't born a killer. I had a loving mother and father. It all started in front of the Radio Building in Budapest, on October 23, 1956. Now I have no mother and no father. Now the closest thing to my heart is the submachine gun slung around my neck. I am the daughter of the Revolution now.