I Can't Be The Only One Who Hears You Novels & Stories

I don’t hear anything but the rushing in my ears. Die Elara, you better die this time around.

the voice came again this time, it was louder than the first. “Did you hear that too?” I asked halting a guy that had just passed me by. “Hear what exactly? Besides the whole lot of cheers going on over there, I didn’t hear anything else.” The guy said before continuing his walk. “He can’t hear me. Only you can! You heard me and you heard me right. Gar loves you and you know it. Of course he showed it in a way that right now, seems very uncomfortable to you but sooner rather than later, you’ll see that I’m right.” The voice came again.

They can hear whatever you think in your mind' I shook my head shooing off the 7th grade lecture as I turned towards George "You....You can really hear them?" "Every word of it"

I can't explain what I'm feeling Especially because he's the only one I can see and hear, His very relaxing voice is the only thing I hear Even if the women scream He was still looking at me and he almost stopped playing the guitar just to look at me My heart is beating fast and I feel like I can't breathe "Catch me, I'm falling for you" _______________ Aykafaye❤️❤️ ******* Vote Follow Comment

she added, giving a kind of look that I couldn’t decipher. She said no one answered, but I was sure some said I missed you too. I heard it clearly, and it was audible. Wait, does that mean Freaky said that to me? No way; it’s not fucking possible that it would be able to talk to me when others can’t even hear what it says. “Maybe it was just the thought I’m having in my head.” I muttered to myself and tried to stand up when a voice came into my head, making me pause in my tracks.

I stared back stupidly at him until he leaned forward and I flinched. “You’re probably guessing that I’m not ordinary, aren’t you?” he asked. He didn’t wait for my answer. “Well, guess what? You aren’t as ordinary as you think either. You’ve got something inside of you that’s screaming to be let out. I can hear it.” I licked my lips before asking, “Can anyone else hear it?” “It’s hard to say,” he admitted. “There weren’t many of us who reached you. Again, it’s hard to say. There would have been many others. That doesn’t mean that they aren’t watching and observing.”

i hissed of all the times i had to be paralyzed, will it even wear off? I heard footsteps stomping, my heart raced thinking who it was, what if it was an enemy, being paralyzed won't help my situation whoever brought me here can easily take advantage of me. I heard a voice, i couldn't actually make it out like it was keeping his voice down or he was far away, i heard the door knob click and my heart pounded non stop my palms were sweaty, i only looked straight ahead scared of who it might actually be, i heard the door shut and the steps getting louder i heaved a deep breath convincing myself to look bold so the stranger won't think I'm scared.

she call lightly. she couldn't understand why she is seeing strange faces.. "Aunt?"the young boy called out as he move closer to her and hold Pinky's hands. "You are awake?"the woman asked. She looked around,the voices are strange, pinky though. The only thing she can feel is emptiness and sadness. "Can you hear us?"the woman asked. Pinky couldn't utter a word, she just looked at her and the boy. "What happened here and who are you guys?" she asked, her voice sounding so faint.. like no strength in her...

Of course, it’s one of the famous songs from his favorite band, Parokya ni Edgar. “I take one step away and find myself coming back to you, My One and Only One and Only You.” He hears the voice singing on the fence between the girl’s apartment and theirs. The beautiful voice intrigued him. It was the first time he had heard someone sing at a friend’s house. Her voice is gorgeous. He wants to hear more than this and to know her. Clark went into the chair just next to the fence and looked over. As there was a light on the lamppost, he could see the woman. She was wearing earphones as she sat on the bench. Her eyes were closed, she wore her pajamas, and her head was still moving as if she enjoy

I was like a dying fish flopping helplessly on the shore, struggling for life while hope slipped further away. Zack’s patience snapped. His hand clamped around my throat, cutting off my voice. “Don’t even think about escaping.” His cold, cruel eyes bore into me as his grip tightened. I couldn’t breathe. I glared back at him, a bitter, mocking smile tugging at my lips. “The one who should be running… is you.” With trembling arms, I lifted a finger, pointing at the space behind him. Zack’s head whipped around, and when he saw what was standing there, his eyes widened in shock.