Synchro Tales

Synchro Tales

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I am a synchronized swimmer. I have more muscles than most guys. I can swim 50 meters without breathing. I have insane back and leg flexibility. I constantly smell like chlorine and have countless bruises from getting kicked. I push myself harder every training and still get screamed at by my diabolical coach. Yet I have to deal with people telling me what I do is not a true sport. -Semibiographical short stories by yours truly, if you're curious about this strange, insane, and incredibly harsh sport. Copyright : All right reserved. No copying, no distribution, and/or anything else that has not been authorized by yours truly. Thank you.
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The world is loud. There are those who make no sound. Billions of people on the planet, some make no sound, some hear no sounds, and some don't see what's making the sound. Humans take their voice for granted, they don't realize what it's like not to be able to say what you're thinking. Humans don't realize what it's like not to be able to listen to the world. They don't realize what it's like not to be able to look at the stars and see the beauty in the sky. I can see, I can hear, but what I can't do is speak for myself. My own silence is deafening. *Pardon my word choice.* I've never been able to speak, as soon as I was able I was sent to learn ASL (American Sign Language). I was then sent to regular public school and I love it, the sounds of the students talking. Being able to be a regular person, well, as close to regular as I can be without talking. My name is Rosalyn, I've never breathed a word. Silence is easy when all you can give are ASL signs and not many people understand them. I'm just like everyone else. I have a celebrity crush. I have a favorite book (It's Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen). I have a favorite color (It's a silvery blue). I have a story to tell just like you. I get made fun of because I can't speak. People yell at me thinking that because I'm mute I'm also deaf. This is my silent melody, the song of my soul.

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