Mute

Prologue

  I'm not even sure where to begin... Everything that had happened to me in the past had returned back to my mind like as if I was quickly reminded that as much as I wanted to just talk, or to even cry I wouldn't dare do that.

I couldn't talk, cry, or just even let out a small noise, if I did do so, everything that happened to me would strike at me and I didn't have the strength to go through the pain for a second time, for I knew that if I did, it would hurt more than it did the first time when I actually had someone by my side.

Things would be worse if that did happen at a moment like this, if you're wondering why I'm saying at this moment specifically is because I'm alone and I have been ever since sophomore year.

There have been many occasions where I almost talked. I said almost but I was lucky enough to get out of those terrible positions.

Most people think that I was raped and that's why I'm the way I am but I wasn't. What happened  was something that was worse for me. It was something that made me the "ridiculous freak" I am today or so people say.

Am I a ridiculous freak for going through what I went through without having a clue about what had happened for a short period of time? Am I a ridiculous freak for actually wanting to keep my profile low? Most importantly, am I a freak for staying mute?
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Yes, I know this chapter is terrifyingly short and I'm sorry for that BUT it will get better in the next few chapters as I go on about this girls life. I know you guys are probably dying to know what happened to her and why she is the way she is but you'll find out sooner or later, hopefully sooner since I don't really have a plan for this book at all but we can manage throughout the book.

  ~♡~ B.M~♡~