She stands quietly in the open field, sunlight soft around her 🌿.
The marks on her skin tell a story deeper than words.

These scars are not weakness — they are proof of battles faced too early and courage beyond her years 🤍. With her arms crossed over her heart, she protects what matters most: her strength, her hope, her innocence.

She doesn’t ask for pity.
She reminds us that healing isn’t erasing t

he past — it’s standing tall with it.

This little girl is not broken.
She is brave.