My name is Riley
and im 19 years old. My dad is a rich businessman and my mother works alongside
him as his equal, his partner, and his ex wife. Thats right. Ex-wife. They both
had a mutual agreement for a divorce when i was 11, for things werent working out
at all. Dad threw himself into the business and mom did as well, and both had
no time for a relationship crumbling, for no one had the time to come back to
an already empty home, devoid of any sound, any laughter, or any love. Within
the divorce, both accepted to have equal custody of me, therefore i remained in
the house they used to live together, until money mattered more than their
child. Was i bitter? No. Am i lonely? No . After all, i had everything a young
adult or teenager would wish for. The gaming technologies ranging from even the
priceless ones such as the very first Nintendo Entertainmet System from the
early 1980’s to the most recent Playstation or whatever kids call it nowdays. I
was very priveleged, in a sense that i had enough money in my credit cards to
buy anything at my whim, yet they stay unused in my wallet that never came out
of my bag. You see, with all these rich luxuries, the colours, and all these
cool gadgets i still havent brought myself to touch, i was the reason why they
probably stayed away from home. I was the reason for the silence within the
walls, so quite, that my thoughts are louder in my head. For you see, Riley
Izzara Blakesmith was born deaf. One of the most priveleged kids in the world
has never heard a sound in her life, never heard her own laughter, and probably
never heard her mom crying when she realized her own daughter could not even
herself call her “mom”.
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