Syana Walsh moves to a new school after a tragic event takes place. Which causes her to become mute. She and her family had to take signing lessons. Her parents want them to run from what haunts her. Though she is terrified that it will come back. S...
I wake up to mom frantically knocking on my door screaming I'm about to be late for school.
I get up and grab my clothes and change into them. I decide to do my hair differently. I fish tail braid it to the side. I put on a little mascara. I decide it looks good, so I grab my stuff and go to the car to wait for Jai.
We ride to school in silence like always. When I walk in I see Reece waiting at my locker. I open my bag and grab the notepad.
"Yes?" I write.
"I was wondering if you would go to a party tonight." He says.
"Why?" I write.
"Well, Samantha and I want you to come." He says. I narrow my eyes at him.
"I'll think about it." I write. I make a mental note to ask Samantha about this.
He nods his head then walks with me to first period. She is lecturing us about rules in the class today. Why? I have no idea.
Four periods go by then finally lunch comes around. Like always, the teachers are teaching stuff I already know. I guess my old school was ahead. This is the last year, I wonder if the rest of this year will be the same.
I walk to lunch and sit at mine and Samantha's table.
"Do you want me to go to the party?" I sign.
"Reece told you. Good. Yes, and you are going. Meet me at my car. We are getting ready at my house." I nod my head at her.
Just a few hours later, Samantha is going through her closet trying to find something for her to wear. She has already got me ready.
She has me in a light blue dress that is tight around the stomach and flares out a little at the bottom so that it is not too tight. I can't walk in heels so I have on flats. She has my hair straightened going down my back. She has my make up done as a smokey eye then peach colored lipstick.
I am quite impressed actually. She has done a great job. I told her that and she said she wants to major in cosmetology.
"Finally!" She screamed. She has on a light pink dress, similar to mine and heels on. "I found an outfit."
I laugh while she starts on her hair. She curls it and pins her bangs back. She does her makeup the same as mine but a little darker. I told her not to put it on me too dark.
We leave the house and start walking to the party. It's not far so it didn't take long.
As we walk into the party, there are a bunch of teenagers dancing, drinking alcohol, and making out anywhere they could find.
"Do you want a drink?" She asks. I nod my head and sign to her that I will only be drinking one.
She runs off to get us both drinks. Minutes later she comes back with two red cups in her hands.
"Straight vodka." She says. I nod my head and drink what's in the cup.
She and I both go onto the dance floor and start dancing to the music that is playing.
She and I dance for awhile and I decide it is time for me to go home. So I tell Samantha that I am leaving then I start walking home. It's only four blocks away from my house.
I don't want to run today so I decide to just take my time and walk home for once. It is actually peaceful outside. The moon and stars are shining real bright in the sky. Ever so often cars pass by me.
Suddenly I hear a noise behind me so I turn and look, but there is no one there. I guess I'm just imagining things.
I just continue my walk home but minutes later I hear a noise again so I look in every direction but I see no one.
I turn around to start walking again but suddenly I am pulled back into a broad muscular chest. A hand is wrapped around my mouth so that way I can't make a noise.
"I've missed you." I hear a very familiar voice. No. This can't be happening. No!
I bite his hand but it has no affect on him. I then try to wiggle out of his grip again but he is stronger.
This can not be happening again! This is all just one bad dream. Kyle is not really here.
The bad thing is, this is complete reality. He really is here. He is going to take me, possibly end up killing me.
That would be for the best anyway. I would never be able to actually live. Everyone is better off without me. I am a nobody.
Because of me, my best friend died. Because of me, we had to drop everything and move away. It is all my fault. So I deserve this.
I won't be a waste of space anymore. The thing is though, I don't really believe that. I could have been able to have a normal life again. Be able to get close to someone. But, because Kyle is back, it will never happen. That is what is just a dream.
I just wish I could turn some of my dreams into reality, and some of reality into just nightmares.
"I have missed you so much Syana. Have you missed me?" He questions mischievously. "Oh, right, you can't talk anymore. Such a shame. I have missed that soft, scared voice of yours."
"You wanna know what the difference this time is?" He asks. I really don't care. "This time, you won't get away. Because of last time you did, you are getting punished as soon as possible. I am going to make you regret everything."
Of course, I am being punished. What have I done to deserve this? I really don't understand. Does the universe actually hate me? Because at this point I believe it.
My family probably won't even care that I am missing this time. They barely pay attention to me anymore.
Kyle puts a rag over my mouth. I make the mistake of breathing in. Almost instantly everything gets foggy.
"Night night Syana." Is the last thing I hear before darkness consumes me.
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