Almost at once awoman came in with a look in her eye as if she were angry.She saw me and looked, then stopped short. "You are Anya?' I nodded myhead y...s, then, "Can I help you ma'am?"She walked up to me and stared at me. Just then mom walked into theshop. "Anya, I have your dress almost...done." Can I help you?" Yes, I guess you certainly can!" The woman drew herself up to her fullheight, and said, "I heard a rumor that this...girl, is your daughter.Is that true?" Yes it is, why do you ask?". Sometimes I gave them what they wanted, and sometimes I didn’t.One night Feya came to me and asked, “What do you want?”I was surprised because no one had ever asked me, but I knew what I wanted.“I’m done here, and I want to go home,” I said, and pointed at the sky, where the stars shone in the night.“The stars are light, but light can only shine in the darkness. You are the beginning, and you can’t go back. You have to go forward till the end, and the end will be a new beginning,” she. However, the right side of the face now appeared deformed. Its eye socket sunken, its nose slightly flattened, the angel had no eyebrow and the skin of its cheek and forehead was lumpy. She blinked in surprise and then rubbed her eyes, but when she returned her eyes to the angel, she saw her old, familiar friend once more. However, the angelic visage brought her no comfort and she stood, quickly backing her way out of the room. As soon as she was certain her feet had left the room, she began to. Most of the shouts were about my humiliating large lips, or my chest,and were usually followed by raucous laughter. I felt my face flush redwith shame. "Why are all men such assholes?" I thought to myself. Ifinally made it through the mess the builders had made, and wiggled myway towards the store to new shouts about the size of my ass. I feltrelief as I entered the store and the cat calls stopped.The store wasn't overly large, and my high heels echoed loudly on thetiled floor. I walked up and.