My 5-Year-Old Niece Whispered, “The Chair Hurts Me”—Then She Showed Me What She Had Hidden Underneath

Different.

PART 8 — CHLOE AT THIRTEEN

At thirteen, Chloe did not become a perfect trauma survivor.

Thank God.

She became a teenager.

Doors slammed.

Eyes rolled.

Homework mysteriously disappeared.

She changed hairstyles every six months.

Loved track.