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Great. Another big commotion, everyone's yelling and screaming.
The voice took care of things, though.
"He sure can quiet those imbeciles right up." Len thought.
"And while he does... whatever he does to shut them up... I can enjoy a bit of peace."
He tried to ignore the ringing in his ears.
It was hard to ignore it when there were no other sounds around.
A few repressed memories were trying to resurface.
About how...
The one time... everything was quiet...
It shouldn't have been... because...
...
The memory was repressed.
Len sighed. Everyone around him always loved to make endless noise.
The only places of solace were his room and select spots in the forest. And now, he can't really go to either...
At least he has the voice. Len can always count on him.
Those times when he didn't, though. That's when silence was so much sweeter.
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--MAY 29 2019--
"My cousin goes to that school!" A horrified child whispered.
Len's school had gone into lockdown. It was almost the end of his high school freshman year, and this break of silence is what he'd been craving.
"What are you smiling??" A kid asked. "There's literally a shooter in the other high school!!"
Len shushed him. "Be quiet!" He whispered. "You don't want the shooter to hear you, do you?"
The kid was hushed immediately.
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