The Mute Mate
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Last published Wed, Sep 8, 2021
My eyes open and my face has tears streaming down my cheeks. Today is my sixteenth birthday and it has been exactly five years since the day I killed my mother. Five years since the day I ruined my whole families' lives. Five years since the abuse started. Five years since I've seen my brother. Five years since I've seen my dad smile, truly smile out of pure happiness.
And five years since I've last spoken.
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