Deaf boy

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Harry-

I sit outside on the porch watching the cars zoom past. I see people talking and laughing. I see kids giggling and having the time of there life yet. I'm a deaf boy who can't hear my mothers voice. My fathers voice. My sisters voice.

It sucks. I hate being deaf I hate being treated so differently because of my hearing issues.

I wiped a stray tear that fell down my cheek watching the new neighbors pull up in U-haul taking stuff out the truck. I watch intently seeing a boy around my age maybe a bit older helping an older women maybe his mom out with the bags and boxes.

The boy was beautiful he had dark black hair. Chiseled jaw from what I can see, I wish i could see his eyes because he was gorgeous from right here.

Why am I thinking that no one will love me.

I felt a tap on my shoulder causing me to look up too see my mom.

'What' I sign to her.

'Its time to come in love dinner is finished' she signed back holding her hand out. I took it getting up walking with her in the house not noticing the neighbor I was staring at was looking right at me.

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This is the first chapter.

Chapters will be short but i will try my best to update this book❤️

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