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The Mute

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Reads 48
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Parts 2
Time 8m

scarpiercethestars

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You know the days that nobody talks to you or thinks that you are stupid or something like that. I love those days. I mostly don't have any friends but the few that i do have i don't talk to. They talk to me. When they want something. I don't really consider them friends. But i have to say something. People call me a mute so i guess you can to. The only times anyone has ever heard me talk was when I was younger and my mother was still alive. Meh lets not get into that though.  Now you will never know my real name. I don't like it. It reminds of things that hurt me.  Any way my family has just moved into a new town so i wanted to tell you what happens in a small town. 
Sincerly The Mute.All Rights Reserved

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