Ever since her parents died, Willow has been noticing those who know treat her different; almost like she's some kind of invalid. She hates being treated so carefully. Knowing people just want to comfort her and make sure not to say the wrong thing, Willow knows they're just trying to help but she can't help but hate them for treating her differently. She just wants to be treated like a normal kid. One person she singles out about the different treatment is one of her teachers, Mr. Moston. As one of Willow's cuts began bleeding she knew she had to go to the bathroom to try and clean it up before it became noticeable, but when she opened the door she realized there were two girls already in the bathroom. She knew she couldn't clean up her cut with them watching, so she turned around and walked back out in to the hall. As she began walking, not knowing where she was even going, Willow began walking faster and faster and before she knew it she was sprinting through the halls. When she finally reached a dead end she sat down against the brick wall and started rubbing her calf, out of breath. Soon, she realized one of the cuts on her leg had re-opened and was bleeding through her jeans. Mr. Moston found her, and invited her into his classroom. He didn't know about the cutting, but he wanted to see what was wrong. She knew he just meant well, but she couldn't stand the special treatment from him. After they were in the room he realized he had left something outside the room, but wasn't so sure about leaving Willow alone in the room. He seemed to think she was an emotional wreck, reading to explode at any moment.
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