"I am Crystal. You can call me Crissa, and I was born in New York. I am eleven years old. I am a runaway. I know how to fight. I do not know my parents names, yet I have lived with my mom for eight months a year for seven years. I lived with my dad for four months a year for seven years also. I ran because......." she sobbed.
          "You know what, let's skip that part." Piper suggested.
          "Okay, I went to Ohio Trinity,  Los Angeles, you know what, let's just imagine I went to a lot of places. I met new people. I still want to go back to New York."
          "Why don't you go back?"
          "I can no longer put my family in risk."
          "Crystal!" a girl entered the room, "so are they them? Oops I'm sorry I di....."
          "It's okay," Crystal said." I'm sorry for being rude, "
          She pointed at the girl with blue glasses, layered and dark brown hilighted hair, and about five feet and three inches in height, " That is Celestia, you may call her Lesly." She pointed at another girl with long wavy black hair and about five feet and four inches in height,"that is Kathrine, you may call her Cath," she pointed at the girl beside Kathrine, she had short hair, and is about five feet and two inches tall in height, "this is Tathia, you may call her Tal, finally Guren," she pointed at the boy who met us first in the airport.
          "So, how, you are so young, yet you live here? Alone?" Hazel asked.
        "I don't live alone, I got friends!" she quickly replied,"oh, and you can stay here for shelter,"
          "Crissa, apparantly we can't take them in to stay here," Guren said.