I got this idea and had to write it. I probably won't finish... I do not own Hannah Montana or the show would be a horror movie, and I don't own the movie or script the uninvited.

"No dreams, no scars. I think your ready." Doctor Silverman said.

"Really!" Lilly shouted. The doctor nodded. "Oh my gosh thank you so much!"

She gave him a hug before running out of the room.

She ran through the hallways of the hospital. She had been in there for 5 months now. After her mother died in an explosion, she became depressed and cut her wrists.

She looked at the scars she had made when she got to her room.

She sighed and started taking pictures down from the wall. She was only allowed to use tape her.

Her mind flashed back to 6 months ago. Her mother was dying from Cancer. She moved into the old lake house so no one could see her in her state. The nurse we hired to watch her apparently wasn't with her that night. The house caught fire from a gas leak.

That was all she could remember.

She swung her messenger bag over her shoulder and turned to leave the room.

"They fixed you." A figure said. "They couldn't fix me. Your leaving while I stay."

Lilly felt awkward as a nurse came in behind the girl.

"What did I tell you about coming over here?" The nurse said.

Lilly inched her way past them and started walking down the hall.

She heard the girl whisper something she did not hear.

Finally she ran out the metal doors and outside for the first time in 5 months.

Freedom.

"Lils!" She heard someone shout.

She turned around to see her dad standing there.

"Dad!" She said running up to him and give him a hug.

"Ready to go home?"

Lilly nodded and got into the car.

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"Look in the glove box." He told her.

Lilly smiled and opened it.

She pulled out a book with a silver cover.

:dad!" She said turning it in her hands. "You finished your book!"

"Open it." he said.

Lilly tuned it to the second page.

For my daughters, Lillian and Miley

"Thank you!" She said.

"There's something else to." He said reaching in the back seat. He pulled put a tin box and handed it to her.

She opened it to reveal at leased 20 chocolate chip cookies.

"Finally," She said "Some decent food!" She grabbed one and took a bite.

"Rachel made them for you." He said.

She lowered the cookie from her face. Rachel, the nurse.

She put it back in the tin and shut it.

They pulled into the driveway.