All Of My Silences Will Be Your Words [English Vers. - FINISHED]

Prologue

It was the birdsong that made me open my eyes that morning. It was a winter's day, sad and grey, like my mood. I remember getting out of bed without saying a word, just rustling the sheets. Then someone knocked on the door. Just like every morning for the last thirteen years.

- Breakfast is about to be served ! Came a voice from the other side of the closed door.

I didn't reply. Just like every morning. Like every day for the last thirteen years. I walked over to the wardrobe opposite my bed to change in silence. On the other side of the door, I could already hear the footsteps and laughter of my classmates. The voices of the matrons telling them not to run up the stairs. Their soles clacking against the wooden floor. Just like every morning.

I went downstairs in silence, following my classmates to the dining room. Normally, at half past nine, no one came to disturb me. I'd eat my breakfast, sitting at the end of the table, and then head back to the dormitories to finish washing up. But not that morning. The clicking of heels rang in my ears and the headmistress came and sat down next to me as I started to eat. I looked up at her, surprised and a little lost. She smiled at me through her silver half-moon glasses.

- My dear girl, I've got good news for you. she began.

I looked at her, searching her eyes for an answer. I can't remember whether I knew the answer or whether my brain was subconsciously repressing it. Because it seemed impossible. Nevertheless, the headmistress continued to smile, and said to me :

- A family wants to meet you, Sae-Jin.

I suppose my eyes widened in astonishment because she smiled a little more before standing up.

- You see, you must never give up hope. I hope you get on well. Finish your breakfast ; they'll be here at ten.

Then she squeezed my shoulder and left. I put my spoon down. I wasn't hungry any more. A few of the children around me congratulated me, a gleam of envy in their eyes. I nodded my thanks and went back up to my room, my legs shaking and my eyes wet. Once the door was closed, I sat down on the floor, my back against the wooden panel. I was in shock. I, the twenty-one year old orphan, was going to meet a family who might finally want to adopt me.