Not A Word

Not A Word

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Kylie B. By KylieBuchta Updated Nov 24

"Don't speak!"

"I can't stand your voice."

"Go to your room, you worthless child!"

"....not a word."

Those were the things my parents said to me. They were hurtful, but I still obeyed. I tried to be a perfect child but nothing pleased them. 

I don't speak. Not a sound comes from my mouth. Nothing has since I was 8 years old. My parents died when I was 11 and to this day, I don't speak. Still fulfilling their last wish. 

I'm 16 now. I'm in high school. 

No friends. 

Average grades. 

Also I'm a street fighter. I don't work at another job because, it might require me to talk. Which I obviously can't do. I don't need to when I fight. It pays enough, but it is dangerous. 

Then I meet a group of people who would change my life for the better. 

But I didn't know it then.

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  • gắng
  • mute
  • nonfiction
  • original
  • romance
  • streetfighter
I was REALLY hoping his name was ethan dolan for some reason
Black eyes, red eyes. What's with all the colors? Are they the Rainbow squad or something?
*twitch twitch* H-How?! Either they're really smart, or I'm really dumb.
Im..........YO IM IN 8TH GRADE AND NOW IM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO HIGHSCHOOL CUZ OF THESE FVCKING NOTES
'Brown hair and red eyes' I was like -Eh, Dude....U need help....-
Lol I'm already in high school and this scares the crap out of me