SCENE: INT SMALL ROOM WITH DIRTY CRACKED WALLS. ANNE AND A BOY.

ANNE- NARRATOR Alone in a strange place I went back to my old tricks for a while ANNE Want to feel something nice? ANNE - NARRATOR The questions, the touching and the desire for approval and attention just flowed out of me. If nothing else held my family together it was the blame they put on me for everything that had gone wrong. It seemed to never end.