Chapter 1

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12 years have past since the day we went to the doctor and found out that I was mute. I mean, its not like I cared! But being a mute can be very annoying.. Sometimes I wish I could scream at idiots and crack jokes like a regular teen. My eyes cracked open (yes, I was in bed, its 7 freaking am) "Hannah! Could you please wake up!?" My mother (basically) screeched. I sighed and rolled over in my bed. I stared up at the alarm clock with most despise for not waking me up on time. I (reluctantly) got up. My mother screeched again as I opened the door to my bedroom, sticking my head out making a 'WOMAN I AM FREAKING AWAKE!' face. I sighed and gathered some nice looking clothes.

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