A few days had passed since Zayhr had come here. He fit in with us and soon grew to become a great friend. Yes, he stuttered, but none of us were normal either. I had continued to have a crush on him, and I think he had one on me because nearly every time I caught myself staring at him, I found him looking back.
That night, I had started drifting off to sleep after finding Bailey's teddy, when I heard someone talking. Sitting up in my bed, I looked over at Bailey but she was sound asleep. I listened closer, it was coming from Zayhr's room. He was muttering something, but he wasn't loud enough...
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