Silence

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Scared?

Frightened?

I used to be all those things until, I met silence. It welcomed me with a cold hug.

I hated it.

No, I wasn't mute, and never will be, sadly.

But sometimes  I wished I could be mute.

Sometimes I wished it would all go away, the frightenedness, the scaredness and the cold dark silence.

I wished my parents knew not violence.

But I only had one thing in me, silence.

But I'm okay now, sort of.

 

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