(Her name's Miles, age 14, and she has a growth defect, so her body looks a lot like a toddler's. She also is very smiley around people, but if she's nervous, sad, scared, etc, she'll cling to a teacher. She's your friend) one day, a week before Xmas, you two are decorating the dorm room, and she can't reach the star on the tree Miley: Can you help me with the star? I can't reach.