Anna was locking up her class room at break time after her first lesson, about to go up to the staff room.

Today was Friday and she had just taught her favourite class - the one she had first on a Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

It was the class with Brett, Mika, Bolton, Donte, Celine, Maxine, Janeece and the others.

'Anna,' said Eddie, approaching her.

'Eddie - hi,' she said.

Eddie was also a maths teacher and had become a sort of friend to Anna. He was a caring person and was always watching out for the staff.

'I was at the office just now and this was in your tray,' he held out a small white envelope, which she took with a mutter of thanks.

'Are you coming to the staff room?' he asked, watching her eye the unopened envelope with a lip curled in clear anxiousness.

'In a minute, I've something to do first. I'll see you up there.' she said dismissing him.

She watched him retreating down the corridor and then went in to her class room again.

She sat at the black swivel chair behind her desk and cautiously began to tear at the envelope.

It's contents were pretty much what she had expected.

She's had this before, but this one was worse than the others.

She read the words over and over, tears beginning to spill from her eyes.

She knew it was the work of someone very unkind.

She knew she shoud tell someone what was going on.

She should find someone who would listen to her.

She should get help from someone.

Eddie would help.

Tom would help.

Matt or Jasmine would help.

Any of the teachers would probably be happy to help someone in need.

Actually, the police would probably deal with this.

But she couldn't.

Not after what had happened all those years ago.

She didn't have the strength to go through another ordeal like that.

She'd gone through so much all those years ago.

The emotional scars were still there.

Deep down, but they were still there.

It was the reason that she never spoke about her family.

Whenever the subject came up she would brush it off.

It was the root of the reason why she and her brother were on bad terms with each other.

It was the reason she didn't like to let other people get too close.

The reason she didn't let men, in particular, get close.

That was why things were Tom meant so much to her.

Tom was the only person she'd really liked for over 15 tears.

Tom was someone she felt she could trust and trust was very important.

She let her mind wander back to that fateful day.

One of the days she never allowed herself to think about.

Because she knew that if she let herself think about it, she wouldn't be able to get up in the morning.

That day

The day that the life of Anastacia Reinette Juliet Aspinall was dramatically changed.