@matthew-james-williams
Skylie and Tucker were not expecting this. At all. In the living room they had found a very small... Person? At least 4 inches tall... A little girl from the looks. Bright blue eyes stared back at them from under the couch. Looking terrified.Â
âHey... Hey itâs okay... We wonât hurt you...â Tucker said softly. Gosh this girl didnât look much older than himself... The piebald boy reached under and just as the tiny girl was about to bolt he got a hold of her. He gently pulled her out and held her up to eye level. âItâs okay. Weâre n... Not g-g-gonna...â His heart started to pound in his chest. Why did he feel sacred? He knew the tiny child he held looked terrified but why was HE scared? With his free hand he rubbed at his teary eyes.Â
Skylie looked worried. What was wrong with Tucker? She felt badly for the girl but... What was going on with Tucker? âTucker whatâs the matter... Here let me hold her...â The second Skylie touched the tiny one she too felt fear. Skylie began to make a connection. And realized the fear was not her own. Nor was Tuckerâs. It was the little one. Didnât stop them from crying as well however.














