She doesn’t talk

A friend writes:

The neighbors in the shantytown are worried about her. She is 6 years old. She doesn’t go to school. She is beautiful. And she doesn’t talk.

They all live and sleep together in one room, her three brothers, her mother and her mother’s male friend. Her mother doesn’t work and doesn’t seem to want to work, but receives the government child subsidy and asks for handouts from churches and neighbors. The neighbors hear her shouting and swearing at the kids.

At night when the children are asleep she leaves them and goes out.

The neighbors in the slum are worried about her. Because she is beautiful. And she doesn’t talk.