she stared at the piece of paper
and read it over and over
making sure what it said
was true.
she tried to hear
a voice to say the words
and give them their identity.
she didn't need to
for she trusted
the slanted script
and the story it told.
even though
it said the same thing
he had
the words whispered in her mind
and she smiled.
YOU ARE READING
w h i s p e r
Teen Fictionhush, darling. don't let them hear your voice. © a n n a j.
