"You promised you would help, Leena," her doctor said in the lobby of the mental hospital. "Yeah, that was before I found out that Max and Danny's school was going to be here!" she replied. "All the more reason to do it. You would be giving your story, and they'll listen to how you have changed," he said. "Maybe it'll ease their mind," he said. "Maybe. It also might get them closer to killing me," I said. "I guess we'll find out," he said, walking to the door to greet the school kids. The senior class walked in, followed by the juniors, and finally Max's class, but looking through the crowd, she couldn't see him. She mistaked several boys for him, but never found him. Following right behind Danny's high school was Max's middle school since they started at sixth grade, not seventh. Max looked up from her chat with her friends and noticed Leena watching her from distance. She was dressed in the same clothes as the workers and her hair was braided. She was taller, and looked much older, confusing little Max. Leena continued to watch from her spot in the hall way as Max's class slowly came her way. Max's dirty blonde hair bounced when she walked. Realizing she was staring, she looked off in the distance, feeling Max's stare.

When Max approached Leena, she tugged on her hand. Leena looked down suprised. Max looked up at her and simply waved. Leena gave a quick smile before Max's teacher rushed her down the hall.

Two Hours Later

Leena was standing on the stage in the back yard of the hospital. It wasn't huge, but they set up a mini stage and had all the school all sat out in front of the stage. It was time Leena shared her story. She was looking around the group, trying to find Max and Danny. They both looked pretty uneasy at the moment, but they still looked up in fasination. She took a deep breath in that lasted a smidge too long.

"Hello, my name is Leena," she said, hearing a few 'hello's in the crowd from the kids.

"I am a ex-patient of Miller H. Greg Mental Hospital. I was born with growth restriction causing me to stop growing at a young age. Right now, I look pretty young. I'm actually thirty seven years old," she said, hearing a few whispers from the crowd.

"I came hear after being sent here from a different hospital. They ran out of options. They gave up on me. I did many horrible things that I shouldn't have done. I've hurt many people," she said, looking at Danny and Max who were now crying.

"I have caused a lot of distress, and I aplogize to those I have hurt. When I was hear, I found my way through medication, art, and writting. Thanks to medication, I have actually grown quite a lot. People always used to think I was nine years old. Now I can get away with seventeen. I'm okay with that," she said, walking to the side of the stage to look down at Danny.

"Because if I had the choice, to go back and do those terrible things all over again, and again, and again, and again, and one day magically wake up and look like a normal women, I wouldn't do it," she said, staring in his eyes, watching the tears fall from his eyes. At this point, she noticed her own eyes filled with tears.

"I'm Leena, and the last time I had a outburst because of my mental illness was a year and a half ago, and thanks to Miller H. Greg Mental Hospital, I know work full time as a journalist, have my own apartment, and able to live freely," she said in the mic.

She was the last person to talk, so when she finished her speech, everyone started standing to leave. She stood in the yard for not two minutes before a familiar floppy brown hair started running twoards her. She frooze, not sure of his reasoning.

"Leena," he barely spitted out. Then, out of nowhere, he leaned in and hugged her. She automatically dug her hands out from under his and held him around the shoulders.

"Daniel, I'm sorry, and I know it can't take away what I did, it can't stop stress, and it can't replace your fathers love, and I don't expect you to forgive me. I just don't want you to be scared of me. You don't have to understand me, you don't have to talk to me, we don't have to be around eachother, but please, don't be afraid of me," she said when they broke apart.

"Leena!" she heard a little girl shout. Max was running over, eyes still streaming, and gave her a hug, surprising Leena yet again. She laughed out of nervousness.

"She can talk?" she asked Danny.

"Only when you look at her when you talk. She can see your lips," he said, pulling Max in himself. Leena looked into Max's eyes.

"I hope that your brother shares with you what I told him. Max, I'm sorry, and I know that's not okay or enough, but I want you do know that there is not a day that goes by when I don't think about you two and regret what I did," she said.

"They really let you out that easy?" Danny asked.

"No, I had go through a long time of constantly being followed by police, and they are still at my work, but I get to be alone most of the time," she said.

"I'm finally stable Leena. Congratulations," he said.

"Thank you," she said.

"No more fears?" she asked.

He looked at Max and she shook her head.

"Not anymore," he said, returning his gaze to Leena.