The rest were basically the same sad story. Unstable homes filled with abuse and violence, no choices no way out it seemed. But Vanessa’s stood out, and Angie
kept glancing at that impassive face. Ophelia only said one thing and refused to say anymore even when Julia urged her, sneakily….Ophelia was tied to a chair and beaten a lot
but thats the only thing she said. All were re covering drug addicts all below 16. When it was Angelica’s turn she took a deep breath trying to rack her brain to think of something.
She said her older mother was an Art Critic, used to be a Museum Directer…very respected…her other mom was a social advocate, they lived in West Hollywood…she had it
pretty good but her mom got cancer and her older mom started to neglect her and sent her to New York, before going she lost her virginity to her ex, smoked pot then tried out
heroin adn E…saw a woman get beaten probably to death…thats it. There was a silence. Then a deep intake of breath and Vanessa’s voice, not monotone anymore, cut through
to Angelica………

 ” You are one stupid little *****! you know how good you had it….you had it so good and you fucked it up like a spoiled little ***** you are, cancer? cancer is notihng cancer is
nothing to go looking for ***** to do i wish my mom had cancer wish  my dad  had cancer  better than the ***** alternatives huh? how many nights i dreamed of having a life like
yours….parents with good jobs and money, your moms ddint sneak in your room did they? no they stuffed allowance in your pocket….you know with the ***** you did when there
was no good reason an AIDS or Prisoner would want to kick your *****, how many hours i wished for a way out and you had that ya little ***** you had that all along and you fucked it
up like no tommorrow and you expect us to go “hmmm”   and “ahhh” this little girl has problems…this little girl needs help well i spit on that i spit on you…you have no idea what
problems are, no idea what pain is….i cant let anybody even brush by me and you can hug your mom anythime you want? my mom didnt buy me nice clothes or send me
to New York my mom made me eat her ***** and gave me sherry enemas so dont come in here and tell us your ***** sob story and try to fit in like this ***** is cool….if i
couldnt stand touching so much i’d kick your little *****, you know you dont even deserve to be here im sure your taking up space when some other person who had no
***** chance could be sitting here benefiting from this group….go suck a ***** i dont care about you anymore dont even look at me your pathetic”