Laura was flying around her magical garden home happily. She was smiling, bright and enjoying the breeze of the air going against her face.

Until her tourette started to form, and she starred to twitch and tick heavily. Her body then fell into the leaves and down into the bushes.

Her twitches were usually not bad, but today they were really worse than they usually are. He put her head in her hand since she was trying to control them or calm them down.