Her Faithful Voice

Her Faithful Voice

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Haven had an amazing life in New York. Her voice was one of a angel and everyone loved to hear her sing. When her, her parents, and her twin brother, Ethan, go to a concert, it is attacked and bombs go off everywhere. Her parents die saving them and the twins are alive, but Haven refuses to talk. Her shock took away voice but she gets it back. When a series of events happen with the new boy, will she finally be able to talk and sing like old times, or will she stay silent forever.
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He had rules for a reason, or thats what he said. I did something wrong I got punished. I spoke out of turn, I got punished. I looked at him or ate without permission, I got punished. Haven thats what they named me funny isn't it? Ironic really. They named me Haven because my mom would say I was her 'Safe Haven'. What a pile of shit that was. She left willingly, she didn't depart because of some tragic accident. My father didn't kill her. She left because she was a coward who didn't want kids. As soon as my older brother went to college she left. I knew she hated me. I was the product of her love with another man. A constant reminder that her life didn't work out the way it was planned. He who ever he was is a phantom in its own. A deep rooted fantasy never going to come true. My brother left, my mother left, my grandma ignored, and my father broke. They let me give up hope on escaping and then decided to play hero. But I haven't forgotten everything I went through. Guilt consumes my brother but I don't care, you don't get to leave and then buy a reprieve of trying to save someone who has been dead for years. Besides lets just be honest I reached my breaking point long ago.

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