You were bullied again at school because of your height, you were always 5cm tall. Now you were in Mrs. Grace's literature teacher's office, she was your mom.

Grace was very caring and loving and all very worried about you, she hid from you that she wasn't your real mom.

You stood on the table while Grace treated your bruises and contusions. She was angry at the people who did this to you.

Grace: I'm right here, honey, I'm going to find all the bastards and take them to the principal.