WORDS ARE ALL WE HAVE Ever since I was twelve my number has been 0. Whenever my parents were asked 'why is Lincoln so quiet?' They would both laugh and my mother would say that I was just 'saving my words'. However, as I grew up I realised that their laughs were emotionless and empty, it would never reach their eyes. It was a routine that they had practiced many times. They did it to hide the truth. The truth was, of course, that I was a Mute.
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