The Story of Mute Girl

~Rosie's P.O.V~

"What?!" The teacher asked- well exclaimed. My teacher is one of those teachers that are nice, bit likes to yell (sometimes I think that he belongs in a mental institution). I clear my throat trying to stall, hoping that he would just pick on someone else.

Right before he got to say anything, the bell rang. 'Than God' I think. While i was waiting for everyone to get out, so i don't have to fight my way through, I hear my name.

"Uh Rosie may I speak with you for a moment?" Mr. Smith asked. I just walk very slowly to his desk, not making eye contact. "Rosie, I don't get it, you used to be so outgoing, and now well..now you don't even speak."

I just looked at him with anger boiling up inside my eyes. If he knew what I've been through these past few months, he wouldn't force me into talking! He doesn't know about how i saw my whole family- which is only my parents, die! Although, instead of freaking out on him, I just give him a nod.

"So you understand what I'm saying, you know that i wasn't you to speak up right?" I nod my head again. "Okay, you can go now, I'm done keeping you hostage" he jokes.