Not A Word

Not A Word

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Kylie B. By KylieBuchta Updated Aug 03

"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.

Am I the only one who was NEVER EVER bullied for her glasses. Actually, I always got complemented ....
What kind of things are you people learning in maths are you trying to build a rocket or something
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.
Lol I'm already in high school and this scares the crap out of me
IzzyEdge3 IzzyEdge3 Jun 23
There are brown eyes that look and appear red when the right pigment develops