WHISPERS - Story Statistics

When I was very young I didn’t question what I didn’t know.

I remember the first time I knew I was different, unique even. Maybe I had clues before hand, but nobody ever sat me down to spell it all out. Until, Charlie. He moved into the house next door. It was empty for most of my life back then, but it had the best shade from the heat of the sun. That’s how we met.