Selective-mute Stories

This is me rewriting a story i wrote when I was THIRTEEN. I'm seventeen now and I just reread it for the first time, believe me, I've never felt such utter humiliation...

Silence may be golden, but sometimes... sometimes you need to let loose.

Steffi doesn't talk. Rhys can't hear. They understand each other perfectly. Love isn't always a lightning strike. Sometimes it's the rumbling roll of thunder... Steffi...