The Silence That Kills Me

I was ten, it was summer and my mom took me to the beach. It was the happiest day of my life, until the drunken driver tried to kill himself. He succeeded, but took my mom, and my hearing. My dad became a drunk and a drug user. He made money by selling drugs and other illegal items. For six years nobody talked to me, never tried. I sat at the back of the class, I sat alone on the bus and ate in the bathroom alone. Until he came.