"Look, you aren't gon survive in this world if you don' grow some balls an' fight for yerself for once!"
"Pull the damn trigger girl!"
"You won' last a damn second."
"Yer a dead girl walkin'."
"Weak."
"Helpless."
"Frail."
No. I'm not.
I'm not weak. I'm not helpless. I am not frail. I will survive, I will fight. I will pull the trigger.
That's not me anymore.
"I will survive."
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Deadly Silence
FanfictionKatie McMillan relied on silence and sign language the same way she would rely on air and water. She wasn't mute, she wasn't deaf. She was just so riddled with anxiety and fear 24/7 that she could never bring herself to speak. To hear her speak woul...
