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When Silence Sleeps

Leituras 3,106
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Capítulos 23
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Leituras 3,106
Votos 730
Capítulos 23
Tempo 22m

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Almost every countries grant people the right to speak and express their feelings. But this is ofcourse not correct. There are certain people whose words are still unheard, whose cries have been muted by hate and violence. Their hearts lament in silence. 

They need a voice. A voice that can help them ventilate their grievances. They try to speak but we are too busy to hear. And the people mostly affected are the woman. 

They are suppressed all life long. But still one day they will give up their silence and fight back. Let's wait and celebrate that day..... So if their hearts can't speak, let their old rusty graves speak.

Let them rise up....
Let silence sleep.....




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Poems of Pain and Solitude, de words_harm_and_heal

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

[SILENT SYSTEM], de missduchessx

||A/N: Will update from time to time. . . ( High chance of being discontinued.) || Credit to original artist- I've only made a pastel edit with it...|| _______________________ Like any typical transmigration novel, a person will die in the hands of death before being given a system with unique personality. Given task missions in order to return to the original world. The host would either complete the world in success or fail the missions given only to be transferred into a punishment world. That was what Lucielle thought what would've happened if he encountered the situation after death but he was wrong, very...wrong. Who knew that Lucielle would be cursed once he died, lifeless on the ground? No one did. Lucielle was just one of those unlucky individuals who shouldn't have been touched in the first place. ___________________________________________ [- - -Cannot unlock fluent language ability- - -] '???' 'Didn't you say I could choose anything?' [System rechecking database...] [ . . . ] [Host, it has been confirmed, I asked the higher ups after rechecking your data base for any faults...It seems that you may have caught an unfortunate curse, to the point where Host cannot speak...Host, you are mute in this case] '. . .' -------------------------

333 Network, de Ax3lQu33n

This isn't a story. It's about people with problems in life aka depression/anxiety/anything else you need help with. We're all hiding inside ourselves and don't know what to do. I hope to help... If you have problems, I highly recommend this. I'm open to any suggestions on what to talk about in this book and you can also pm me if you have a problem and need someone to talk to. I'm here if you need anything... A little disclaimer: This contains things like suicide, really brutal descriptions and some cuss words. If you are sensitive to any of those, I don't think you should read this. But if you have a problem with depression or suicide, I think you should. NO HATERS OR ANY BULLIES ALLOWED!!! YOUR ACCOUNT WILL GET DELETED IF YOU SAY RUDE OR MEAN THINGS TO PEOPLE AND ABOUT PEOPLE IN THIS BOOK!!!

Diary Of A Victim., de Nyrah2021

"And do you want to know what happened to my sister. She was dragged from streets on her way back to home. She was drugged and was forcefully taken to God knows where. Not only she was raped brutally, she was beaten up . Hundreds of bruises and burn marks covered her whole body leaving the scars she had. She cried herself to sleep all night after that horrible night. You should have seen her. You know, you made me realise why she never told anyone. Why she never took action against it. To top it all, my sister was kidnapped and murdered. And you know what's heart breaking, she was dumped in a landfill like some trash. I still have nightmares seeing her lifeless body, with dried blood all over her face . Just imagine, an innocent girl with dreams and hopes. She always dreamt about getting a job and taking care of our parents rather than moving out. She had a very beautiful heart and a courageous soul. The way you said she committed suicide, I just wanted to rip you apart. She would never. Thinking all her dreams and wishes were completely shattered by their thirst for pleasure, breaks me. Not just her , hundreds and thousands of women and children are harassed, assaulted, molested and raped . How could people be so selfish and heartless. You know what makes it harder, the convicts are right here, right now....seeing and hearing everything that I am saying. Let them...I don't care. The guilt should eat them up. So, before talking shit about someone you really should know what you are doing. You hurt me, you know... The way you talked about my sister who went through hell, it hurt me."

Guardian (mxm), de Forever_Be_Loved

Book 2 in Stray Series. I know I'm not worthy of a second chance. I've taken away so many others' second chances. I took their lives in my hands and each time chose mine over theirs. It didn't matter who they were, if they had family, how old they were. I had a job to do. If I heard even a whisper, it was over. I had to. I didn't want to, but I had to. It didn't even matter in the end. She's gone now. I'm all alone. Somehow, for some reason, a second chance was bestowed on me. But I don't want it. I can't have it. And he knows it too. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #16 in "Shifter" #18 in "Loss" #24 in "Werewolf" #26 in "BoyxBoy"

Deadly Rhymes and Laughing Times VOL I, de The_Outkast

Short stories turned into poems for the "best of both worlds" experience. I don't relate to most of them but A LOT of people from all around do. Since we can't physically see what people are going through; at least these words are there to comfort them❤️❤️ This blog is dedicated to all of you✨ ACHIEVEMENTS:❤️❤️❤️ 1st Place winner of Poetry Category in Freedom Awards✨✨✨✨ 1st Place Winner of Poetry Category in Blue Rose Awards✨✨✨✨ 2nd Place Winner of Random Category in Wicked Awards✨✨✨✨ Winner of Best Cover in Wicked Awards 3rd Place winner of Poetry Category in Chaos Awards✨✨✨✨ 3rd Place winner of Poetry Category in The Rose Awards✨✨✨✨ A Winner in Poetry Category of EYHO Awards✨✨✨✨ Highest Ranking: #976 in Poetry #524 - 21/8 #338 - 23/8 #243 - 26/8 #220 - 7/9 #104 - 10/9 #98. - 6/11 #81. - 7/11 #68. - 12/11 #57. - 19/11 #46. - 04/12 #FrenchFriesandPopsicleSkies

Khamoshiyaan, de khudaa

THE VOICE OF SILENCE. Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will, Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later; The limits are set and broken by the words , The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out in words. Just some guidelines to the thoughts, To go through the path I once traveled and more, ~ Have a nice read~ Highest rank achieved so far - #23 inPoetry on 12/03/2016 #32 in Poetry on 27/02/2016

Held On Mute [Michael Myers FF], de Espeones

C O M P L E T E D ✔ (EDITING ABANDONED) [Michael Myers x Mute!(Fem) Reader (Dead by Daylight FF)] You never understood why you were brought into the Entity's realm. You're lack of speech wasn't helpful when it came to much. As your teammates wouldn't know what you would want to say or do, but you could make a sound close to a scream. So at least they know when you're hurt... You were a special case- mute yes- but you always had strange thoughts and reactions to things compared to others. For one, you were always attracted to others eyes, always wanting to know what they held. In the realm of the Entity you found yourself attracting the attention of a killer, a killer who was set on sacrifice and described as both merciless and ruthless. A killer that used to be your old friend. One with dark eyes you haven't forgotten after so many years. _____________ After the "My Child" book I wanted to write a Michael x Reader one... well here it is. TW: Canon-typical violence, temporary character death, eventual smut, pregnancy (late story) RANKING: #164 in #ReaderInsert (2018/06/09) | #1 in #DeadByDaylight (2018/06/17) | #2* in #comfort (2018/12/04*) | #1 in #MichaelMyers (2018/10/20)

HAUNTED - A Dark Romance, de savshabang

DANTE When I first laid my eyes on her; she was only eleven, three years younger than me. She was quiet. And pure. But she was troubled, and alone. I could see it behind her eyes; the thin veil that concealed her deepest secrets, faltering every time she looked at me. I knew from that moment on that I would live for her. And she would eventually live for me, too. With or without her blessing. However, circumstances change. And that purity I once relished in; her light in contrast to my darkness, disappeared. But, don't worry my little sinner, I will haunt you. And I won't be as kind this time. EDEN I won't let you scare me. That's what I keep telling myself. And yet, I see you. In every dark corner, in every casting shadow -- I see you when I close my eyes. And I hate myself for it. But I'm older now. Wiser. You took my innocence from me, and while I hate myself for allowing you to, I hate you just that much more. But I won't let you in this time. I don't want your inferno to engulf me anymore, I want to extinguish it. **PLEASE BE WARNED** This book will contain graphic contents, including but not limited to: violence, sexual contents and sensitive subjects. A trigger warning for the following: Domestic Abuse, is heavily advised. There is content advisories for things like; CNC, Stalking, Gore...etc, as well. This book is the first I have ever written, and I want you all to enjoy it as much as I do. Feel free to leave your feedback in the comments, or on my page. With all that said and done, please enjoy. He's waiting for you. Enjoy, Savvy.

THE INEVITABLE MICHAEL MYERS (Michael Myers X reader) , de Cha0tic_elii

(18+) - FEMALE READER -------------------------------- #2nd in horror (19/12/2022) #1st in killer (23/12/2022) #1 in Michael (01/02/2023) You lived in a small Town in Illinois known by the name of Haddonfield. Nothing bad ever happened. Michael Myers was just a fictional character from the movie, after all. But what happens when he turns out to be real, and has his eyes set on you. Could Michael Myers ever love or was he just pure evil? Started: 23 November 2022 Ended: 4 January 2023

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Poems of Pain and Solitude

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.