The woman turned to me,"Skylar, is this Scar? The one you told me about?"
Skylar smiled ,"Yes Mom, this is Scar and Scar, this my mom, Selena."
Since Skylar was smiling, I couldn't help but smile too.
While Selena was hugging me as a greeting, a young boy, maybe five or six, came running down the stairs.
"Sissy, you are back from school!" The little boy exclaimed, excitement rising in his voice with every word.
"I've been here for a while, Isaia. But come here, give me a hug." Skylar laughed as Isaia bolted down the stairs to hug her.
"Isaia, this is Scar and Layla, our neighbors." Selena told him.
He nodded and came to give me a hug.
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General FictionWords are stuck deep down in her throat. Heart. Soul. No one gives her attention because they all brush her off as the silent girl. The one too dumb to speak.
