Happy Birthday

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Which letter is silent In the word *scent* the S or C


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It hovered over me like a cloud of gas,threatening to penetrate my pores and poison me. I might have dozed of since I didnt hear the footsteps but i was wide awake when the door opened.

The light from the doorway blinded me. He had come, that was for sure. He was tall had brown hair. He stood at the foot of the bed and observed me like i was a piece of meat served.

He watched me for a while before coming nearer to me. I could see him only in the silhouette from the lights in the doorway. Then he spoke to me. He had a dark clear voice that annoyed me. I hated his voice.

"Happy birthday, you little rat"  he said.
I had even forgotten I had one of those. The last time i celebrated my birthday was when I was 9 years and ever since then i hated birthdays. He came closer and started touching my hair, slowly caressing my skin with his thumb. I hated his touch.

I twisted suddenly to the left away from him as abruptly as i could and as far as the straps would let me,  out of impulse may be.

I fought and moved and cursed but all he did was stand there and watch me. He turned to leave but i wouldn't let him.
I begged him to let me go but he just took one last glance at me and left after tightening the harness across my chest.

Now i was utterly helpless. I relaxed, stayed still on the bed after hundreds of trials and stared at nothing. And that was my 21st birthday.

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