"I-I...," words do not form as the crowd stares at me with a look of impatience written clear on their faces. As I run down the stairs to escape this madness, my mind spins, every bone in my body aching to leave this place, to leave the stares and never look back. ###### My name is Skye. I am 15 years old and I just so happen to have a stuttering problem. My dad is abusive and my mom pretends I don't exist. I don't have a social disorder exactly, I am just the shyest person you have ever met. Talking in class, or in anyplace really, is a hard task for me to accomplish. Life is hard, and is full of many different and difficult challenges. I am a mess. However, one person flips my world upside down. In a good way.