Can I Hear You Now?

Can I Hear You Now?

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Dear Diary. While I worked today, this stupid couple came up to the counter and started talking at me what they wanted, not looking at me, not caring. My hearing was off when they walked up, and they got mad when I asked them to repeat what they'd said and look at me while they did. They called me retarded. I hate when people call me that, they asked why I even had the job in customer service if I couldn't even hear the customers. Charlie had to take me out back to cool down while Frank turned the couple away and made them leave. It's not my fault I can't hear all the time, and it's their problem, and just plain rude if they aren't going to look at me when they speak. I've gotten heaps better at lip reading, so much so, that it's like I'm not deaf at all. But when people are rude like that, I just want to strangle them! ================= Tonya is a girl with hearing difficulties and a Mother who cannot talk. This is her diary in her own words, how she went through life, dealing with bullies, dealing with her impairment and figuring out how to get around judgmental people who only make her life more difficult. Follow her from the age of ten onwards through the ups and downs in her life, as she confides in the words she writes into her diary. (Diary story, not based on real events)
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Hey there! My name is France Singleton. I'm 27, Single (If I may say...), Male (of course), Black hair, Gray eyes, fair skin, hot body, filthy rich (I don't think that's a factor), GPA of 3.8 (I'm proud of it!), likes to party, likes to drink, but most of all likes girls. But hell, girls like me more!! So, you think I'm having the time of my life? Yeah I am. I was preparing to get my Masters degree--along with some distraction along the side, can you blame me?--when my mother suddenly paid me a visit to tell that I'll be living with a girl...yes a girl! Her threat scared me, but what scared me the most was imagining what kind of girl am I going to live with for the time being. But you never know who I met at the door, the day 'she' came. Want to see how my perfect life was invaded by a woman along with my annoying subconscious? Then read on! Oh and if there're some girls looking for some good time, let me know! France signing off--for now ;) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The author here! :) This story is R-17. Not PG-17, R-17! It might contain some wild imaginations, dreams or actions from France's mind so beware (ugh..men!). So if you're this kind of person who is so innocent, never ever broken a plate or whatever in the kitchen, I suggest you avert your eyes. But of course if you're still going to read it then fine, go on. You have your agency but remember that you have a responsibility for that agency. So yeah, read or not read it's up to you!! And please, a reminder, PLAGIARISM is bad. Avoid it as much as possible. It hurts people who loves and spent precious time in their works. Our stories are our babies, so please let's discourage such act. But anyway, hope you'll like this little story of France's encounter with...well, her.

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