Sharing his past

All the memories started flashing in Nicholas's mind. The past he didn't recalled from a long time but today this little girl made him recall that pain and suffering return back to his mind.

"I was an orphan, a little toddler when I was sent to an orphanage who knows how and from which place. I was not living in an orphanage, I was living in a hell there." he said blankly making her eyes to soften and she held his bandaged hands in hers.

"I was being starved and abused at that place, just because of some older kids liked to bully me. I was only five when they were bullying me and do you know why they bullied me?" he asked her with a sad smile on his face.

Isabella shook her head slowly in denial. "Why they did that to you?" she asked him slowly.

"Because that time I keep stuttering like a broken tap recorder, like you do infront of me. I could not speak even a single word without stuttering. They keep laughing and mocking me for my disability that time and I kept taking it just a