Un-Speakable

Chapter 1

"Ellie? Is that you?" My mom said as I walked in the door, just getting back from school. I knew what she was doing. She was trying to trick me into talking. Ever since da- no Ellie. Don't think about that. I did a motion of knocking on air, sign language for 'Yes'. I knew sign language, but very little. All I knew was Yes, No, Thank you, Sorry or maybe it's please... idk, and Fuck you. Well I'm sure everyone knows fuck you. All it involves is your middle finger.

"How was school?" She asked. I thought for a moment of how to answer without a writing tablet. I just gave her a thumbs up. She frowned. "Are you ever going to talk?"

I folded my pinkie and ring finger in and pointed out my thumb, pointer finger, and middle finger out, connecting at the tips, and moved my top two fingers in a talk-like motion. Meaning 'no'.

She sighed. "You took him too serious."

I flung my arms in the air meaning 'What do you expect?!' And stalked up the stairs to my room.

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My mom knocked. "Ellie, dinners ready."

I pointed at myself, shook my finger towards her, and rubbed my stomach. Meaning 'I'm not hungry.'

"You're not on your period?"

I grabbed a notebook and wrote; I'm not hungry.

Mom sighed once again. "Alright. There's extra soup down there if you do get hungry."

Where are you going?; I wrote.

"Out. I need some time to myself."

I scribbled on my notebook; oh, ok. Have fun.

"Yeah, thanks..." mom left my room.

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I woke up at 6:14am. 14 minutes later than when I'm supposed to wake up. Oh well. Pealing my blankets off me, I jumped in the shower and washed my hair. I brushed my teeth, bushed my hair, and did all my other nessesitys after I got out. I threw on a hooded gray long sleeve shirt with burgundy shoulders and a stripe on the sides of the arms, black skinny jeans, and converse. I grabbed my red and blue backpack and ran downstairs grabbing my black topped skateboard with blue dice and red fire on the bottom. 

"You arnt staying for breakfast? You didn't eat last night." Mom asked.

I did the same thing as I did last night, saying 'I'm not hungry'

"Oh... But eat when you get home then. I won't be here. I'm working late."

I just nodded, waved, and went outside. I threw my skateboard on the ground and was off.

I made it to school at 7:47. School starts at 8. I went up to my red and blue duck taped locker and adjusted all my shit inside so I could fit in my board of the skating, as Jocie-a friend from youngstrem- would say. 

"Yo! Mute!" Some male said.

I turned around and raised my hands at my side's in a questioning manner, meaning 'What?'.

"So, what the fuck happened?" It was Coal. Coal Gympe. Friend of Tyler Myer.

I cocked my head to the side.

"Why can't you talk?" He asked as if I was 2.

I walked away, after grabbing my Math notebook, to my Math class.

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English. Last class. Finally. I walked in and headed straight to the back corner. The other kids filled in around me, not even giving a glance my way. Up on the chalk board in large letters said "Free day! There are no subs, don't destroy the room. ~Dr. Jones"