There were some things in life that even magic couldn't heal and for Zakari Ollivander, being deaf was not something that he wanted to be "healed" of anyways. Never considering himself disabled, Zakari considered himself just to be slightly different growing up. He still enjoyed partaking in activities that other children his age were involved in, even if he had to find his own way to do them. It was a challenge sometimes, but Zakari was always up for a challenge. As the grandson of a famous wandmaker, Zakari's biggest challenge yet would come to the young boy when he receives his acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Without knowing him, people were quick to pass their judgement, believing the boy would struggle and calling it a waste of time trying to teach magic to a boy who couldn't hear and hardly spoke. However, Zakari sets himself out to prove that just because he was hard of hearing, didn't mean he didn't have anything to say. It was everyone else around him that needed to learn how to listen.

My mum thinks I'm special But I don't think that's the case. If I could talk I would take tell her that I'm not special- I'm not unique- Because here's the problem: I can't talk... It's not that I couldn't, Dr Reynolds -my speech therapist- says I can if I wanted to. But she doesn't understand... I always wanted to talk. But the moment I open my mouth.. No words flow out. Words fail me. Dr Reynolds syas it's because I had a rough experience as a child. I can read and write though But I can't talk... So I listen

HER... I don't know when it started, But in my mind it never ends. That continuous endless torture has made me come to realize that... I am officially going insane. I like to think of it as... A dangerous mix of fire and ice, A destructive war between white and black. Either a little too much or nothing at all. And all of that happened in my mind. Of course later, this insanity has possessed a name....Bipolar Disorder. And what I experienced were more commonly called maniac and depressive episodes. For you, they may be just words. To me, it meant a hell of a roller coaster. So this is the best opportunity for you to.... Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once. Feel exactly what I feel, Believe what I believe, Perceive as I perceive, Look, experience, examine.... And for once, just once....Understand. HIM... Before anything I'd like to make something clear. Depression most absolutely and definitely doesn't equal sadness. Depression is feeling empty. Depression is feeling numb. Depression is being alive yet feeling so dead. So please refrain from using 'depressed' in your everyday whining. Depression is not just a feeling. What most people forget-or ignore- is that depression once and for all ,a mental illness. So no you're not depressed. Maybe sad...or very sad. You don't have to wake up every morning and hate it...even if you shouldn't be surprised. After all what do we expect to happen after we fall asleep? You don't have to feel numb to emotions or feel everything all at once. You don't have that devilish voice, dripping venom in your ear, telling you that you are worthless, that nobody cares, that life isn't worth living. But I do. So you don't know pain... Until you're staring at yourself in the mirror with tears streaming down your face and you're begging yourself to just hold on and be strong... That is pain... ...I truly wish you never go there.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

This collection tells of life, pain, suffering, and sometimes even happiness. I hope you will enjoy. Thanks to @wendythestoryteller , a super talented writer and artist, for making this brilliant cover! Highest rank: #3 IN VIGNETTE! Featured on @flashfic 's The BreakRoom reading list. Part of the Wattpad Block Party 2017. RtL was a Wattpad featured story. My piece, Breaking Up With Anne, was published in the anthology Conversations by Kingston University Press. https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/KUPress/popular © Christine Bottas. All rights reserved 2015-2020.

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