The Red-Headed Mute

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I hate being a redhead. I was born one. I don't like it. No... I hate it! Everyone calls me a devil, only because, you know, I have red hair. I thought it would be cool when I found out some famous people had red hair. But when you are born one, its not cool. You have red eyebrows! Yes! Red eyebrows! I used to be called a vampire, dunno why, but now I'm a devil. I'm also mute, which I hate, cos I can never answer the questions in class to get a good grade, and no one talks to me except for Rosy.

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Now I'm with Rosy(Rosalinda) at the schools big game. Just like my red hair, I was born mute. We had to learn sign language, which was hard.

ROSY, DO WE HAVE TO COME TO THE GAME? I asked, waving my arms in the air.

"Yes. Because I don't want to be bullied for not being able to stay up late." said Rosy.

I sighed. Rosy is my sister and my only friend. We're twins. I hate that I get to be mute but Rosy doesn't. Rosy is a redhead, too, but she always hides it under her beret. She is a geek, but I'm just one of those normal people who always gets a B+ or A-, and I want to stay that way.

WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY FOR ONCE? I asked.

"Haha. Because you're mute." said Rosy.

I hate it when Rosy takes advantage of me being mute.

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"Hey, devil, you gonna punch me?" I heard one of the cheerleaders said.

ROSY, TELL HER I WANT TO PUNCH HER. I told Rosy, flapping my hands.

Rosy nodded. "Ok. Hey, Hannah. Ariana WANTS to punch you, so stay away from her." said Rosy.

I giggled a silent giggle. It's just funny when she tries to be demanding!

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