Sharp Silence

Speech is Overrated---Ch. 1

A/N: The picture above is her first day outfit. I was just too lazy to describe it with words.

To me, talking is overrated. I've never done it before, why start now? This is what I was thinking when the doctor I'd been going to for 3 years (at the time, now it's been 5 years) since I'd turned 9 told me I could do an operation to fix my vocal cords. I could still remember the exact words she used. Hey Selia, its been 3 years since you've started coming to see me. Do you remember how I said I would do my best to find a fix for your voice? Well, we've recently gained the resources needed to do so. You know that you were born with damaged vocal cords because you umbilical cord had wrapped itself around your neck in the womb at one point.

You've never spoken before, and you have expressed several times that you don't mind not being able to speak, but if you think about it. That will make talking to people really hard. Wouldn't it be cool to not need a notebook to tell the teacher something?

I had nervously nodded the slightest bit. I wasn't sure I understood where the conversation was going. Well, there is this operation we could do. It's a rather new concept to the world of medicine, but it would make you able to speak. However, there is a chance that if the operation goes wrong, it could damage the rest of your throat, eventually leading to a death of breathing difficulties effecting your body. Which is why we're telling you now so that when it is a bit more perfected, and your old enough to make life changing decisions, you can decide what you want for yourself. If it works though, you will eventually, with some years of speech therapy, be able to talk just like a normal person. She'd seemed so eager to get to test it out on me, so I written in my little notebook that I would take those years of waiting. I defiantly didn't want to die, but talking did sound cool. My pack members could all talk, and they seemed very happy to do so often. I resigned myself to waiting until I was ready to make such a decision.

Looking back at my self as a little twelve year old girl as a 15 year old ready to take highschool head on, I was glad I hadn't chosen then and there to fix my voice. I was rather attached to my life, and no matter how "safe and tested" the operation was, I wasn't willing to throw my life away so that I could have a conversation without getting hand cramps. I had decided last year that I wasn't taking the operation. I could deal with no talking. I had been for the past 15 years. If I was dead, though, I couldn't exactly deal with anything. So what if it labels me weird among the other people? Did it look like I cared? No, so look out RedRiver High school, Selia Crimsa is on her way.

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I woke up to a really annoying sound next to my ear. My eyes blinked open and frowned at the contraption currently trying to wake me up by making whale sounds. My mother once read an article about how the beeping of normal alarm clocks is stressful, so every morning I'm woken up by nature sounds. Apparently, today was whales.

I reached over and hit the button, relaxing as the noises stopped. I got up and slowly stretched. My wolf whined in my head, indicating that she wanted to go for a run. Being the hybrid that I am, my wolf is rather small and kind of weak. However, she totally gets me and understands my moods and such, and I understand hers. I have yet to learn her name, seeing as she is as shy as me, but I am pretty sure it is something similar to either a color, or a body of water. I'm not quite sure yet. I walked to my closet and brought the clothes to the bathroom attached to my room and got ready for the day. I wear chapstick, but makeup isn't really my thing unless its an important event of some sort, and even then it's just mascara and lip gloss, so my routine takes about half the time of the routines of the other girls in the pack house. Today was different though, as it was my first day of freshmen year, and the first year where I wasn't being home schooled. I've been home schooled all my life, so this was extremely important, and therefore I took the time to do some eye makeup and fix up my purple-dyed hair a bit by putting it into a cute waterfall braid.