Strange Child

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"Uuh... Hi? M-my names Zoey... Err... Strange Child..."

She waited for the class to erupt with laughter because of her name. Instead, she was greeted with a few snickers, but other than that, silence.

Zoey hated silence, but she also hated loud noises (unless it was her music).

"Hello, Zoey. It's nice to have a new face. Why don't you tell the class a bit about yourself?" The teacher, Mr. Stout, asked.

"S-sure... um... I-I like to play soccer. And music. I like music. Err... Um... I... Uh..."

She desperately wanted to tell the class why she moved here. Why she came in the middle of the school year. Why she stuttered. And why she had a stupid last name...

But she couldn't. She had made a promise. She never breaks promises. ever.

"I moved... From- Uh. From... The U.S., Um... Like... Las Vegas. Yeah. There. A-and... I-I came... Here... To... Visit my Aunt...?"

It wasn't exactly a lie.

She had come from Las Vegas, only... Not lived there.

She was also here to visit her aunt...ies. OK, so maybe it was a bit of a lie.

But she couldn't say any of that. That would be giving WAY too much information.

She had to keep quiet. Not a peep from her past.

She didn't need to tell anyone. Nor did she want to.

That's just Zoey. Always Silent, Secretive, and Scared.

The three S's. 

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