I was 4 when I gone deaf, I couldn't hear a sound in this world, but as I got older I learned to read lips. I'm 12 now and I live on my own in a tree house in the center of the forest, my mom a banded me when I was 6 because she wanted a girl and I was too much trouble since I was death.
I was off hunting for my till I fell down a steep hill, I twisted my ankle when I landed. that's when I saw three shadows hovering over me. there was 3 guys, one with a orange hoodie, one with goggles and one with a white mask. I was a bit scared when the hooded one moved his lips moved.
" you ok kid." I nodded.
"Can you talk?" I shook my head no.
"( I'm deaf so I cant speak well.)"
" What?" the goggled one asked.
" he said he's deaf so he cant speak well." the masked one said.
" I'm Masky, this is Hoodie and Toby"
"( Please to meet you all)" they help me to there home to treat my ankle.
T;" you want to stay with us? We could use another proxie."
I felt like I had a home with them. I nodded as we hanged out, I was able to teach toby sigh language. I am (y/n) and I am the forth proxies of the pasta house.
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Thanks for the idea starline21, I hope you like it.
