~ First Book To Mr. Nobody Series~
Please just call me Mr. Nobody
At age 14 Kyle has been bullied enough. He thought moving might solve the problem, but when a city kid moved to the great country side of Michigan, he thinks things can get a little...
"I'm sorry." I said. My voice sounded ruff and scratchy from not talking for four years. It felt weird, but at the same time, almost a relief.
"Kyle!" Melody said full of surprise. "You talked!"
"Yeah." I said in the same scratchy voice. She hugged me with her one arm that wasn't in a cast.
Alice walked in the room. She was holding a flower bouquet. I ran up to get and hugged her really, really tightly.
"Thank you." I told her. My voice still scratchy and ruff. She dropped the flowers to the ground. She hugged my head and I saw she was crying.
"Only took four years." I said. Alice was still crying.
"It's ok Kyle. It's ok." She hugged me tighter.
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Melody's family came in about 15 minutes later. Her parents, Mina (who in the end had gotten a different plane ride to Canada), Zach, Kelley, Albert, Rose, Jake, Jack, Jazzy, and Lilac all came in. It was a large crowd, with a small room. Alice and I stepped outside, so they could have there own family time.
"Kyle, I'm so happy." Alice said. She hugged me again.
"I know. Me too." I said. I hadn't talked too much, since I started talking again. It almost hurt to talk, and I didn't like the sound of my voice. It was so scratchy and ruff. I guess Alice had tried to keep my talking, so I wouldn't stop talking again. I wasn't planning on going silent again. I knew dad wouldn't have wanted that.
"Kyle, if I can ask. Why did you stop talking?" Alice asked. I knew she was going to ask the question sooner or later. Better get it over with.
"When Dad died." I started. "I felt all lost. I didn't know how to react or anything. I didn't know what to say, so I shut up. I didn't say anything at all." My voice wasn't as scratchy anymore, but it was still ruff. It was really dry too. I stood up and got a cup of water. This was going to take some getting used to.
"I just didn't say anything, but when Mom got re-married a few months later and forced us to move from Montana to live in Illinois, I didn't have any say in it, so why not just not have a say in anything?" I explained softly.
"I'm sorry Kyle. I haven't been the best adult figure to you these months we've been here." Alice said.
"But that's the thing!" I said, not being quiet anymore. "You were a better example. You let me have enough freedom, the I didn't feel trapped, but you put limits on me too. You always made me feel like I was wanted. In Michigan, in Illinois, and in Montana!" I said. "That's why I look up to you so much."
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Author's Note
So Kyle can now talk. It feel weird writing that he can talk. Anyone else feel that difference? Or am I the loner?
So, I finally found an accurate picture of how Kyle would look. It's up above, ^^^^^^or to the side (I guess some people have it to the side) ----------> Thats how Kyle looks guys. So, does he look different than you imagined or similar. I'm going to put the photo below if you can't get it from above, because that's happened to me before.
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