Carly: What are those? (pointing to my scars on my wrist)

Me: They're battle scars.

Anna: Cool! Can I have some?

Me: Please don't ever get some okay? But when you seem someone with them like the ones I have on their wrists go hug them. Don't ever make fun of them okay?

As we're walking around Wal Mart with both of them holding my hands, a young girl walks by us. Carly and Anna go and hug her. She hugs these two adorable little girls back

Girl: Why are you hugging me?

Carly: You have battle scars. *points to her wrists*

And through her tears she looks up at me and smiles.

If you don't reblog this... I don't know what I'd do, just reblog it.