Silent Scream

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Hello audience,

Im jasmine. Am a 16 year old girl, with a disability that's trying to get through this world on my own.

Lately, i made a story you all probably read about. And hopefully liked it. I'm planning on making another story. Something that might catch your eyes, and make you understand where I'm coming from. The bullying has to stop. I already wrote something similar to bullying but besides the point let's talk about another issue.}

Do teenagers have a say?

Do teenagers have say? Or are we just another sets of puppet to you?

Do our opinions mean as much as adults? These are the questions running through my head, constantly banging against my soul. Searching for answers. Whenever i speak it feels like i'm being shut out, into a dark corner. As if I were a tool locked in a box. Can you imagine, being in a home where you can't speak, where your advice and thoughts had to stay hidden, locked deep inside your mind. But you crave to free your thoughts, you crave to shout it out. To where the whole world can hear. As if nothing else mattered to you but being heard, instead you are pushed into the silent scream. You may wonder, "what's a silent scream." It's something that an individual can only feel, and see. But nobody else can it's a call for help, a hand reaching for loved one, or even a friend. But nobody can hear it, because it is a subliminal scream. It's as if your locked in a huge room alone, in the dark. Without any form of communication, without any of your human senses.

You just stop and think about it. It's just like depression, depression we all can't escape. We all fall into it as if it's a worldwide disease, that no scientist could ever understand.

We teenagers just wanna have a say, we just wanna be heard.

Doesn't everybody though?

Yes, we all know that this world is going against goods and bads.

A beautiful and terrifying battlefield. Can you imagine how it feels like when you have a choice between emotional carnage caused by your own mind. That means so much to you, but one of your parents says you can't you have to do something else. Than all of a sudden you feel like crumpling down, bursting into tears as if you just lost someone right in front of you. Watching every single step they take before they hit the ground as a lifeless carcass. As tears stream from your eyes to your chin as you quickly run to them with all you have not caring for the tears running. You drop to the ground right by their frozen body and slowly left them up holding them close to you. As you burst more tear drops as they land onto their face.

*drip* *drop* *drip*

Mumbling, No,...No,..."

We all felt this before, so small, so insignificant...

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 29, 2016 ⏰

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