L.J was sitting on her bed with the boys surrounding her. They were all called over by her so that she could tell them about what happened. Since L.J was little she suffered from slight anxiety, and the boys knew about this after an episode she had in kindergarten, and she was rushed to the hospital. The boys always made sure that she wasn't under too much stress since then and that she never had to get another panic attack. L.J had told them about a year ago that it has been dealt with and that she was doing better, deceiving the boys. L.J hasn't had a panic attack since about four months ago, and she honestly felt like she was doing better, but after earlier that day she thought she might be wrong.
"Why didn't you just tell us about all this?" Aaron asks her, and she sighs looking down
