Original Short & Long Stories! (old)

❌✅Notes of slience

425 words

Slience is what I am.

And it's the slience I am to them.

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Walking onto the slient sidewalk. No sound, only colour. It's great to have colour yet it's upsetting.

No one speaks, no one talks. Only my head does that. But can't anyone do that?

Speaking out?

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By accident a guy bumps into me and looks at me. He says "O-oh sorry about that."

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How could I speak? I stared at him and he stares at me. What do I do? he spoke to me again, "Umm alright?" he walked past me leaving me. "Wa-" I quickly cover my mouth. "Huh? did you say something?" he said. I shook my head really fast as a response. "Alright then..." He said turning away.

Guess i'm on my own again.

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Now that I think about it...

Why don't I speak? Why can't I talk like a normal person would?

I looked around my surroundings no one is around... Maybe I could try? I coughed and tried to speak.

"He-Hello." I said to myself. That wasn't so bad? "Hello! HELLO!" I started yelling out, then I started laughing to myself and ran at full speed through the sidewalk waving my arms. Soon then the fun was over when I bumped into some group of people.

"Hm?" One man said. "Oh hey! it's one of those mutes!" another said and point at me. Frighten and terrified I backed away. "Hah! it's scared of us, what a shrimp." another of their friends said. There was a ringing in my head, it hurted alot. "Come on man, you cannot say that to them." His friend said. "Then again he does look very pale... Hey buddy are you okay?" The same one who tried reasoning with his friend said.

"I'll g-go.." I said holding my head and bolted away from them.

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Why does it hurt? My head... It hurts alot..

I tried keeping myself up by holding onto a railing but I failed to keep myself up and just fell to the ground instead. Words echoed in my mind making me feel sick, my brain pump so hard that I can feel it trying to break the skull.

I held onto my head.

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Huh?

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Oh.

Thats why.

I stood up and dusted off the remaining dust.

Thats why... I don't speak.

It's because... Words are painful.

Thats why my voice has....

The notes of slience...

Written on: 12/1/2018

(Pretty bad I know. Probably change it in the future.)