A Silence Haunts Me Novels & Stories

But a part of me stayed in that cold, sterile room—seventeen, scared, pressured, unheard—mourning something the world insisted I shouldn’t miss. It wasn’t anger that stayed with me. It was silence. The kind that settles deep in your chest and echoes for years in the empty spaces where your choices should have been. The kind of silence that slowly breaks you.

I knew what it was like to want to tell someone something desperately, and not being able to make a sound. My muteness cost me my voice. Fear cost Nora hers. But we were safe now. Kyle was gone. Wasn’t he?

Alessia Volkov The silence of the penthouse was the loudest sound in the world. It wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket, thick and all-consuming, dense with the weight of everything I couldn’t say aloud. The soft ticking of the clock on the wall, the hum of the refrigerator, the distant sounds of honking horns and urban life below—all of it faded into the background as my thoughts screamed louder than anything else.

And he's the one stuck in that boring office so I guess we both struggle every day. Classroom three-two, three-three, ah there it is, classroom three-four... Silence. I freeze as I entered the room. A ghost? A corpse? Shaking the thoughts from my head I move to my desk at the front of the room and place my things down neatly before moving to the lifeless body at the back. As I moved closer, I could hear the music coming from their headphones... All time low. Hmm, they're got good taste in music. A female student?

“ Meara!” The whispers started again, soft but notable. I tensed, my eyes snapping open. I scanned the field, but there was no one in sight. The sound seemed to come from the tree itself, from the rustling of its leaves. I pressed my palms against the rough bark and closed my eyes, focusing on the whispers. " Come... find... me..." The words were faint but distinct. My heart raced. Was I losing my mind, or was there something more to these whispers? I stood up, brushing the dirt off my jeans, and took a few steps back. The whispers grew louder, more insistent.

How awful. I have recorded the way back, we passed block after block without saying anything at all. He no longer walks behind my back, our steps are synchronized, we go side by side, walking together. I think I heard him humming a song and it reminded me of some doubt. “Do you like silence?” I ask, ready to kill that doubt. I don't give him my gaze, but I feel myself carrying the heaviness of his. “I love silence.” “How can you love silence and listen to heavy metal?”

EVELYN Nothing but silence. A silence that has now transformed me into a ghost. Not the weird kind that floats through walls or moves with chains, but the kind that paces the hallways of her room unseen. I couldn't remember the last time I heard my voice bounce off these walls. It was almost like I gave up the right to speak.

Arha is my elder brother Arhaan's daughter, she’s just three year old but acts really like a nerd. I would accept that Arhaan himself is scared of his daughter than his wife Taiba. she's the one who daily wakes me up in the morning, she’s the princess of our house. Walking toward the washroom, I quickly had a shower and went downstairs to have breakfast with my family. "Silence” I told as I entered the living room which was very noisy. "This is not your office bro."Arhaan voiced out. "Some people prefer having breakfast in peace.” I stated.

Mia picked up her bag and left “Hope you won't fire this one too,” “Shut up and stop interfering in my private life” “Well, your life isn't really private.” she stuck her tongue out at me as she left the room. The drive to the hospital was exhausting, I wonder why there's so much traffic today. From the side mirror, I could see Mia singing quietly to the song playing on the radio. Her face lit up as she sang the song, and for the first time, I noticed her dimples.

a voice called, distant but familiar. I didn’t have the strength to respond. My eyes fluttered shut as the darkness took over. Finally, silence.