Faked Muted. (One Direction)

mute.( One Direction )

“Bitch”

“Whore”

“Slut”

“worthless”

these are the words i hear on daily basis in school hallways or in the outside world  but i just ignore them Because i can’t respond to them wanna know why?

 

Because i am Mute.

 

Shocked? well i am not really mute put i just decided to stop talking to anyone at all after a accident .Because no one really cares about Me not even my parents well except for my best Friend i don’t talk to her either i use sign language with her...

 

So here i am in school.School basically my personal Hell. I have my Heaven to that would be the Gym where i go and Box my emotions out and sing when there is nobody around i am very careful i would never dare to speak in front of anybody..

 

You are  probably wondering who i am right?

 

Well where do i start? lets see my name is Paris Zimmer.I am 15 years old who loves art and music.I used to cook with my brother but i haven’t touched the kitchen since then.I live In LA the city where dreams come true apparently but i dont think mine will anytime soon..

 

let me guess your thinking i am pathetic?

Well this is my life pretty much messed up and fucked up....

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“Class i better have my assignments by Monday!” said my computers teacher Ms.Blance screamed loudly while i just looked at the clock hanging on the wall near the door just waiting for this Hell to be finished and weekend to start so i could hit the gym and my bed.

 

*Ring*

 

“Remeber -”  i was already out the door heading towards the main doors of my school to the gym but ofcourse not before my daily dose of crap from the stupid idiots in my school.

 

“Who did you sleep with last night muted bitch?” i ignored the schools bad girl/miss Caked up face Jessica i just shrug her off most of the time.I just turned around and flip her the finger and walked away.I Mean what do u want me to do use violence? well thats not an option!

“Zeraya!” here we go my friend angeline comes like a thunder as always

“Wait good god girl you need to stop walking so fast” she yelled after me

*Sorry i didnt hear you i was lost in a thought* i signed her

“its okay,anyways heading home yeah?" she asked opening her locker while i just stood next to her  and opened which just happened to be right next to me.

*No i am heading to santa monica pier!Seriously?ofcourse i am heading home i got no where else to go,but i am gonna hit the gym later* can this chick be frustrating at times but an amazing person at times 

“Oh well thats cool i am going to aunt Jades house for the weekend,se needs help with her backyard and mom promised her that we would help,so i won't be able to see you on the weekend.” she said while slamming her locker shut and picking her bag from the ground dusting off the dirt.

*its okay we will meet on monday right,not a problem.* i signed her while walking toward the main gate of this hell hole.

“hey i gotta go mums outside bye!Take care Zeraya i am gonna miss you on the weekend!” she faked sobbed on my shoulder and hugged me hard.

*Awww fake dont cry,and go your moms waiting and i will miss you to*  and patted her on the shoulder and hugged her back

-----at home------

I got my key from my pocket and unlocked the door and walked in only to find  my mom on the couch with her glasses on and working on the computer about the some stupid fashion Article again,she is always working,I dont even remember the last time she even looked at me smile.I gave her a wave but she just ignored my like all the time she does,

sometimes i feel as in i am waving or even looking at statue.

I went up stairs to my room,its was normal room with pink and black stripes covering the walls and pictures of my good memories from the past and posters at some places,with walking closet and a beautiful balcony showing the beauiful city of Los Angles.

i threw bag on the Bed and lay down for a bit and stared at the ceiling for no good reason,and got change into yoga pants and a pink Tank Top and tied my brown wavy hair in bun and collected my headphones and phone from the dresser  and walked back down and opened the fridge to munch on something

its only gonna make you much fatter,don't eat.

my concious told me different and i obeyed it.you can call me a girl with eating disorder,i skip meals try surviving on water and juices.i have tried having  4 meal every week, and something even cutting them out to.

i decided to hit the gym, and workout and blow some steem off.

walking out the front door i started of with a slow jog and turned on the music to the highest volume and started running toward the gym,and finally i made to the gym and waked in and went to the treadmill and started my pace at slow speed and the Increased and decreased it for a while i used that pattern nd i thought that was enough and went to the punching bag but first plugged  in my headphones again and turned on Part of Me by Katy Perry

 

Days like this I want to drive away

Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade

You chewed me up and spit me out

Like I was poison in your mout

hYou took my light, you drained me down

That was then and this is now

Now look at me

This is the part of me that you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

This is the part of me that you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Throw your sticks and stones

Throw your bombs and your blows

But you're not gonna break my soul

This is the part of me that you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

i started punching the bad and took out all my frustration,hitting back and forth with no intention of stoping soon and i didn't even notice that the bag alomost had was hanging on the edge of the hook  until i heard gasp  from behind me,first thing that came into my mind was that i turned around sharply only to be found by boy with a brown hair and blue/gray eyes to be looking at me with shock.