Angela was running. She was running as fast as her legs could physically carry her. She reached the woods, through them opartway, before collapsing to her knees underneath a tree. She curled up, and finally let the tears come. the things her mother had said were running around in her mind, over and over like some horrible tape. 'Worth nothing!'....'Just a freak' 'Hussy!' 'You'd be nothing without me!' and then , the worst possible... 'Your father would be so ashamed!' her tears were almost silent, running down her cheeks, leaving silver trails.