She calls herself Kasse. She is 17, approaching 18. This girl is shy but getting better, slow but getting faster, quiet but getting louder, and caring, growing stronger. She writes like her life depends on it, sings as though her soul would die without it. She draws, reads and thinks just a tad bit over the legal limit. She sees things that want to stay hidden and hears things that try to stay silent, confronting them is the harder part. Her life is up, down and in between. Most of all, this girl just wants to help, but sometimes she just can't. And that kills her....