My life has always been an empty void. Something was always missing, whether it was my dad, or a friend that can lend a shoulder, or even someone, or something, to just be there and keep me company. It has been like that ever since my dad passed away. He left me, all alone, to defend for myself.
My mom, my mom, I can not find the right words to describe except that she is a complete mess. My mom is an alcoholic. She went to treatments, but after returning to the same old place, the same old habits returned. It was a repeating cycle with her. My dad, well he was an amazing man. He was always putting up with my mother and her absurd personality. Then, one day, something tragic happened. He was in a drunk driving accident.
And me? Well I am just your average girl, with just one exception. After my dad passed away, I figured why do I need a voice? I can never voice out my thoughts because it is not like someone is going to be listening. After my dad died, I made a firm decision to be a mute.
A/n: This is a remake of one of my other stories. I'm going to try and write this one, as I completely forgot about the other one. ^.^