The Mute Woods

Please read my new story Unbelievable.

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I was born into this world not crying. What was I doing you may ask, well I was just looking everywhere unable to cry, unable to speak. I am mute, unable to speak ever.

I'm a normal girl with long brown hair that is always in a ponytail, a oval face structure, dark brown doe eyes, and big lips, and no voice. I am now thirteen years old and a seventh grader. Its monday and I am getting ready for school, slipping my eyeliner on, my mascara all after my cover up and foundation. Throwing my hair up into a cute ponytail and covering my lips with a glossy substance. Wearing a lime green tank-top with a cut up neon blue shirt, then purple skinny jeans that cover my thin legs. Red socks and orange and yellow vans, I am a very colorful person. 

I made my way down the silent stairs and to the kitchen, where I could smell bacon being cooked. My face lit up, bacon is my favorite. Right when my foot hit the cold tile my mother turned her head and asked if I wanted some, I signed back yes. My whole family- my mother, father, and I- had to learn sign language since I am unable to speak. I wobbled my way to the chairs by the table and took my normal seat, my father was already at work and it was just me and my mother. She was getting me eggs and bacon, I hated eggs but would eat them anyways. As my mom walked towards me she set the plate down and the glass of orange juice I hadn't seen before. I thanked her and took a strip of bacon.

After I choked down all of my food I grabbed my black and white jacket then my plaid blue and green pack. I left off to the mile walk to school, this was only my fifth day here since I moved a week ago. One earphone lay upon my ear as the music blared I mouthed the words. My head was down as I watched myself kick along a rock, I waltzed into the wood that I usually walked through on my way to hell. It was unusual this time though all the animals were silent. There wasn't any movement either. Then there was this horid smell, I started to get freaked out when I saw a black lump on the floor. I turned my head and carefully made my way over. It was a body, blood surrounded the it, like a pool of red, I began to panick, I couldn't call the police I couldn't scream for help.

Then I realized, a light clicked in my head, check his pulse so I did, he was alive barely though. I pulled out my touch screen phone and texted my mother, 'I'm at the woods there is a man, blood everywhere call the police' I felt myself trembling as I stared at the body. I placed my hands on his somewhat muscular body and shook lightly, a wear of everything. Nothing happened he just layed there still. I felt my heart race when I heard a sudden thud, then sirens and as the sirens went off and I saw the lights I could breath again.

Before I knew there were cops flooding the forest looking around for anyone, and coming towards me and only one knew sign language. They asked me if I saw what happened and I just shook my head, I had no clue. I told him that I was walking and saw him I checked his pulse and texted my mother. Then the cop smiled and then walked over and patted my back and whispered in my ear good job. I think its weird that other people sign to me I can hear I just can't talk, but its alright I don't mind.

I was confused as they dragged me into the cop car, and the man in the ambulance. I asked where they were taking me, and the man spoke saying they had to question me. I wondered if my mom knew that they were taking my, that I was going to miss school and everything. Why'd this happen to me, what if the killer knew that I told and comes after me. I decided to force all of these thoughts from my mind and sit quietly and listen to my music. The sight of all of the blood and his eyes closed him almost not breathing, was horrifying, I doubt that the picture of that man will get out of my head.

We arrived at the Police station and they showed me to the room they'd question me. A female translater walked in, shorlt after a man in a suite, that looked nothing like a cop. I shrugged it off though. I took a heavy gulp as he sat in front of my with a necklace.

"Is this yours?" The man's voice was calm and soft as the corners of his lips were forced downward.

I signed, "No, What's your name?" The translators voice was very beautiful and solid.

"You, ma'am can call me John," He slightly mumbled, "You are?"

"Autumn Rose Latin," The translater Ms. Margret spoke right after my hands settled holding my chin.

His face changed from the frown to an extreme smile "That's a beautiful name dear, Did you know the man that was in the woods?" Something about my name made him interested, and I was slightly confused.

My arms dropped so I could sign, "No, I just stumbled across him!" Ms. Margret said with emotion that made me feel better.

His face turned pale with a sigh, then he explained, "I see, well you were brave for you to text your mother so she could get a hold of us, Did you see anyone, any sign of a weapon perhaps?" He begged to know. 

I shook my head no, the silent Translator did the same.

"Alright thanks for your help, There is nothing else we need from you," That's all they needed, well I guess so I couldn't be much of help.

I signed a few then made the translater speak "How am I getting home, is someone gonna come after me because of this?" Her voice is how I wished mine was Femine soft kind!

John looked slightly surprised by this, "Was there someone there that could of saw you?" He asked in a worried tone.

"I don't know there was a big thud before you guys came!" Ms. Margret was fast at reading my signs.

"You'll be safe, Ms. Margret has the duty to drive you home!" He mumbled standing up and hurrying out of the boxed in room.

Ms. Margret didn't talk as she brought me to a black BMW, it was a pretty nice car and she drove me straight home. She didn't even have to ask how to get there she knew, I found that strange. When I got out of the car my mom ran to me with tears running down her tan face.

"You alright baby girl?" She asked helplessy and I shook my head.

Ms, Margret was gone and I was in my house cuddled up on the couch with my mother. "Honey you can't go to school for a while, the police said bacause you could be in danger." She said grabbing my warm hand and squeezing lightly.

.....To Be Continued.....