Mengapa Telinga Seperti Ada Suara Gemuruh Novels & Stories

But the loud, constant rumbling and banging wouldn’t stop; it sounded more like someone urgently knocking on his front door than just thunder. He creaks one eye open, agitatedly ruffling his already disheveled hair. Sitting up in bed, trying to make sure it's not his imagination. He clearly heard the loud sound again. “Thump, thump, thump!” He creaks one eye open, agitatedly ruffling his already disheveled hair. Sitting up in bed, trying to make sure it's not his imagination. He clearly heard the loud sound again. “Thump, thump, thump!”

I shook my head to shake the buzz in my ears that was serving to disorient me even further. Thump-thump! Thump-thump! A heavy sound drifted into my ears making me want to scream in frustration as I wondered what exactly was going on with me. I could hear the rustling of trees, the gurgling of water in a faraway creek, the chirping of birds, even the conversation of some people who I couldn't see. My eyes widened as I listened. "...this is going to cause more trouble than we could ever imagine. He shouldn't have done it." My frown deepened. That sounded like Beta Green.

she said, flipping through some papers, "according to the scans we ran, you've got some pressure buildup behind your right ear. Did you get a kind of ringing sound before the crash?" I tensed. "Yeah... that." She looked up, meeting my eyes. "It's called Tinnitus Vestibular Dysfunction. Basically, it messes with your balance and hearing. The ringing isn't just in your head... It's a nerve issue. Sometimes it's caused by repeated head trauma, or extreme stress, or a neurological condition that affects the ear and brain's coordination." "So... you're saying I'm messed up in the head?" That wasn't the exact question I'd have asked after hearing all that she said but it just... kind of left my mo

As I’m lost in the devastating tangle of my own thoughts, I’m caught off-guard by a strange ringing sound in my left ear. At first I think it’s just a byproduct of how distraught I am, but the ringing grows in volume to an almost painful pitch, and now it’s not just my left ear it’s my right, and now there’s static blaring at me a sharp vicious crackle that makes my eyes water and– All of a sudden, my hearing cuts out entirely.

There was a high-pitched ringing in my ear. It crackled and buzzed over the ever-present sound of a distant ocean, making my head feel fuzzy – fuzzier than it already did. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. I did not want to be awake. I did not know why, but I did know that.

The hum of the engines as the plane takes off is oddly soothing. It’s a noise I’ve grown used to, something that’s always been part of my life. The vibrations of the aircraft beneath my feet, the soft whirr of the turbines, the gentle sway of the sky—it’s like a familiar lullaby I’ve listened to for years. But today, it feels different. There’s a tension in the air, something I can’t quite explain, something thick and unspoken, almost electric.

Sofia Vez A voice in the distance, almost muffled and incoherent wafts around followed by a sharp pain piercing through my ears, the kind that rushes to the throbbing pulse and makes one huddle in discomfort. The darkness around me seems to be unending. But that noise keeps ringing in my ear. I followed it, hoping the throbbing would stop. Every step I take is almost impossible to lift my feet off the ground like some heavy weight is pulling me back.

Silence is not an absence for me; it is a texture. It is the rhythmic thrum of the refrigerator against the floorboards, the sharp vibration of a slammed car door echoing through my heels, and the pressurized stillness of a house at midnight. I have been deaf since birth, navigating a world of visual cues and tactile feedback. I don’t know what a voice sounds like, but I know what fear feels like—it is a cold, static hum in the center of my chest.

But the heart is always vigilant, do not dare to close the eyes, about lying in bed for a quarter of an hour or so, she heard the window ringing click, click sound. Very light, very subtle, a burst, a little like the sound of the window being slightly shaken by the wind, but also a little like ...... the sound of someone prying open the window.

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