Angela Ribardi (23) was born and raised in Portland, Oregon. She has two sisters, both older, ages 28 (Lia) and 31 (Beth). Her parents were divorced when Angela was in high school and though her mother received custody (and child care payments), Angela moved in with her father anyway because she was closer to him than her idiot mother. Angela graduated high school, and began a slow crawl through a community college while working a part-time job. When she was 22, however, after coming home from her part-time job, Angela discovered the body of her father; he had committed suicide by a gunshot wound to the head. Her father had owned several small businesses, but, as it turned out, her father was so in debt he figured there was only one way out.

The bank and other creditors took everything from the estate. Angela was forced to sell her father's businesses, the house and everything inside it. The whole ordeal took months of fighting and by the end of it, Angela stopped answering when the phone rang. With nothing left but her own possessions, Angela moved in with her sister Beth's family, staying in their basement (her sister Lia's family lived in another state, on the east coast). Despite having only a couple terms left of college, Angela still couldn't bring herself to go back. She ended up quitting her job, too, and shutting herself out from the world. She turned to the internet and stopped eating, only ingesting food when her sister forced her to. When she heard her sister and her sister's husband arguing and complaining about her, she became even more reclusive. Choosing to leave the basement only at night, when everyone had gone to bed.

Angela is a shadow of her former, happy-go-lucky self. Her long, curly dark brown hair lies in matted tangles. Her frame is emaciated, hazel-green eyes sallow with dark circles around them. The sun now a memory, she's as pale as a ghost.

Angela spends her nights online or in bed, staring up at the unfinished basement ceiling, watching spiders crawl by. Paranoia, depression and panic attacks now mar her once positive outlook. She believes her sister is going to send her to a psychiatric hospital soon as a permanent resident. The gut feeling gnaws at her, but end the end, Angela falls asleep, blissful sleep, where no phones ring and no sisters are there to nag constantly.