Silence in the 1800s

Silence in the 1800s

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 5, 2018
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I was born to Fiona and Joseph Martin. I was one of seven children, five being girls, me and my brother, Sebastian, being the two boys. My brother lived to the age of nineteen, and was engaged to Stephanie O'Neill, the daughter of a lord in Great Britain. She was to bring the family wealth. Sebastian however grew ill with the common influenza, and passed before his marriage would take place. After his death, I kind of just stopped talking. My parents took their frustrations out on me and my sisters, and my sisters pretended he was never alive to begin with. I wouldn't talk until I was 18. And even then, only few words would be spoken. My tongue would twist and I would be yelled at because my speech was different. My family would hear those few words, and my mother would cry while my father would ignore me until a younger child would embarrass him, then he'd beat the words from my mouth.
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I made my way to the kitchen as usual and opened the fridge and grabbed a drink. My mom was usually in here,preparing a snack for my brother and I but today she wasn't. To think of it,it was too quiet around here I then proceeded to go upstairs to my room as I know my brother has soccer practise and my dad is at work. I walked upstairs and passed my father's office and I heard some talking I then heard laughing,a woman laughing to be specific "Scott stop!" She laughed once again And i knew that,that was not my mother's voice. My heart broke when I realised my dad didn't actually love my mother. He was a cheater and after this i lost all respect for him. I stood outside the door for a good 10 minutes debating whether I should storm In there or just keep quiet about the whole thing. The laughing and talking went on and I decided it would be best if I walked away. Tears threatened to fall as I went to my bedroom. I actually looked up to my father. He was my superman. He got himself a good job,a beautiful wife,and started a beautiful family...only to find out it was all a lie. Is his wife even his wife? Are we even his children? Is this house actually ours? °•Enter the world of Paige West. The perfect teenager every girl dreams of being. This fairy tale-like little girls' entire life comes falling down when she learns about her disturbing past and the lies she has been fed since she was a kid•°

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