Hannah POV
I slammed my locker's door shut. It made a loud 'SMACK' noise. I was irritated. Like when your mom wont hear your side in your argument. I shuffled into homeroom, I didn't want to deal with anyone, anything. I wanted to die.
Really I thought I'm overreacting.. Or am I? Who am I kidding. I'm ready to be done.
"Lockhum, Hannah" My teacher called. I raised my hand to show that I was present. The door suddenly burst open. "Miss Lockhum.. I need to speak with you." It was the dean. I stood and walked towards him. "You probably want to get your bag.." I Frowned and turned back and picked up my bag.
We walked out of homeroom. Looking at him with concern. He stopped in the hallway and looked down at me. "Hannah.. Your mother is dead."
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-hiroshi
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The mute
Teen Fiction"Mrs. Lockhum.. Your daughter is a mute..." I looked towards my mother, Her face was contorted with sadness, anger or stress. I couldn't tell. "Cant you do... ANYTHING?" My mother replied, her lower lip quivering. The doctor shook her head. "Im sorr...
