The Girl Who Stutters

"What's your name?" He asked, and I stood there frozen. The smile was warm enough, looked inviting as I swallowed my nerves. The stranger pulls his hand back, nodding to himself like he understands. "You don't have one?"

I shake my head in reply, because I do have one but I can't say it. I decide to try my hardest to push back every doubt in my brain. "I have one," I pause before letting any words get stuck in my throat. I take another breath and shrug my shoulders to try and make the stranger back off. "It's a long name."

The boy just smiled back. Simple and bright.

"Enlighten me."

- Madeline Parker and Eliot Joseph meet by chance. She's a girl that writers letters to express herself, because she's afraid that her stutter would show if she talked too much. He's a guy that wants to step out of his comfort zone, so what's better than opening the world to a girl that needs to see reality in its truth? In the end, will it be them against the world that Madeline thinks is so against her?