She stayed rooted to where she was.  She wasn't moving.  An hour left or not.  She looked back the direction that they had came.  She started walking towards the opposite direction.<br/><br/>"I won't let you go ahead and blame me for something I can't help.  I can't help who or what I am.  I am not going to apologize for that.  I can't help that I wasn't born in the slums and the fact that I don't worry about that part of life isn't any different."