Peace In The Silence

"So why did you choose to stop talking? You're a selective mute so I know you can still talk if you wanted to what I want to know is why." he says staring at me deeply like he's trying to see my soul.

Averting my gaze I turn to stare outside the window where a commotion is ongoing; a biker had hit a hawker who though unhurt was dramatising her pain by wailing loudly and rolling on the floor while a group of people had held the biker by his shirt shouting at him..

"Miriam." he calls using his hand to turn my face back towards him " Why did you choose to stop talking?" he asks and I look back at the commotion outside before turning back to face him , there's a lot of reasons I'd like to say but as the words come up to my throat they get stuck there and I swallow them back before signing the words; "Because there's peace in the silence"

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At the age of six Miriam watched her father get blown into pieces for refusing to stop speaking the truth in a country that only knew lies.

Of course everyone knew who sent the bomb that killed him but the government wouldn't hold themselves accountable,they even expressed sorrow over his death.

After her father's death,she and her mother as well as her older brother moved out of the country but now it's been ten years and for some reason that she can't understand her mother has decided that it's time for them to move back.

Now a selective mute, communicating only through sign language and writing, it's a bit hard to find her feet and then things take a complex turn when she meets the priest - in - training Marc who keeps on trying to show her that there's peace outside the silence and a boy who keeps on getting her into situations that threatens to drag her out of the peace she has found in the silence.

a story of family, love, friends and faith..

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