When I looked at these other girls for the first time ... I realized that no one was happy to be here. Not one of us had come willingly ... Yesterday, Star talked about times in her life when it felt like it was raining pain. I knew what she meant. Our worlds were very different, but similar clouds had come rolling in and we were under an identical downpour of anger nad hate drenching us in our parents' madness. I guess we were all just pople who had been caught in the same flood and had been pulled onto the same raft, now tossing and turning, all of us looking desperately for an end to the storm.