"𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈; 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒆, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆..." ••• A short story, where the narrator is trying to share his story too. He never had a voice, he only had a story. His voice was always covered by the one of the reader, until you come around...