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A Broken WomanAngel walks around backstage running her hands throw her black hair.She screams at the top of her lungs.Angel has clearly lost her cool.
"I cant take it anymore.I lost my belt,I get baraded everytime I leave my house.Im sick and tired of it.For 10 years scince I was 18 years old Ive done nothing but work my ass off to give these losers they're money's worth and what do I get in return? My belt robbed of me,I get called mentally unstable oh and a drink thrown in my face!" Angel yells at the camera
Angel grabs a steal chair and throws it at the wall and the chair crumbles from the pressure.Angel is then grabbed by secrity.
"Angel calm down! We cant have you acting like this specialy when you have a match and it can put fans in danger!" on of the men yell.
Don't you turn your back on me - Guano Apes hits and the crowd turns to boo's
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first fr
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