When Silence Became Goodbye Novels & Stories

Jahaan se zamaane ko guzre zamaana hua Where the world passed Mera samay toh wahin pe hai thehra hua My time is still there Bataaun tumhe kya mere sath kya kya hua Tell me what happened to me Khamoshiyan ek saaz hai Tum dhun koi laao zaraa You tune someone Khamoshiyan alfaaz hain Kabhi aa gunguna le zara Silence is Alphas Sometimes come lukewarm Desperate to talk Let them say, please come Silences Your mine, silence Silences Draped, silenced Rivers water also flows silently here Lakh silences hidden in moonlight Where are the drops of rain There is a silent smoke in the burning hearts Silence is sky Come on you fly Feeling silent Do you feel Beqarar hain baat karne ko Kehne do inko zaraa.. h

This is bad, I sigh inwardly as I feel myself tighten. “Did we die?” She returns to her seat, her eyes still closed and I chuckle. “You’re not getting away from me that easy missy.” I say, smiling as I ruffle her hair and the silence returns. From the first time we met, silence seems to be her comfort. Maybe getting involved was the best decision I’ve made in my life after all. Smiling to myself I take her hand again and we drive in the warmth of the stillness that envelopes us, before we reach our destination.

she said smiling that when she notice my mom's silence, she was hoping she wasn't disliked by my mom. "I've heard a lot about you from Nathan Mrs Howard, and I'm grateful that I finally get to meet you, Thank you for welcoming me here" She spoke warmly and my mom sighed, she really wished she hadn't talked to her but my mom is very nice despite being mad, she stayed cool... "You're welcome miss Tiffany, don't mind me for my silence, I'm just surprised, my son never told me he's got a new girlfriend" She forced a smile, stressing the word 'new' before glancing over to Nathan, Tiffany felt bad that instant.

Gianni whispered as she got off stage ready to walk back to her room and wait with the man that was keeping her but he was no longer there. " Gianni " She whispered, her lips trembling as she sprinted towards her brother and hugging him so tight not ready to let go. Gianni pulled away placing his leather jacket to cover her skimpy dress then carried her in his arms bridal style. It was the only way for her not to see the dead bodies they had created. "Let's move, there's movement down the hall " Piper checked the Silencer of her gun as they started to head over towards the back door.

she smiled genuinely making me heart warm up to her. I mastered up a small smile and went inside, I felt my anxiety pipe up and I nodded at them in acknowledgment. One good thing about my family is that they all are comfortable with my silence. Apart from my parents no one knows that I can speak again and no one ever forced me to either. It's better this way. Not having to explain anything to anyone. Staying in my own mind, even though it can be harmful sometimes I don't care. "I'm literally stinking and exhausted right now" I wanted to groan but smiled at what Malaika was saying. She was a nice girl with an even beautiful accent. Her Urdu is to die for, god. That's my new inspiration right

That was the word I’d never had a chance to say in my life. My fate finally brought me to my grandparents home, but my inability to speak came in my way. Unlike that dream, I couldn’t speak in the real world. Raising my trembling hands, I signed, forming the familiar words with my fingers. “Sorry. I am mute.” Silence blanketed the room as Corra’s eyes softened, glimmering with tears. But Velen wasn’t impressed at all. His lilac irises flared, burning so brightly that they nearly swallowed the whites of his eyes.

The air was heavy with dust and life. Adrian was beside her, breathing hard, eyes open. “We made it?” She nodded, though her throat was tight. “I think so.” The network was gone—the hum, the signal, the constant static. For the first time in years, there was silence. Real silence. Lena looked at Adrian, the corners of her mouth trembling into a fragile smile. “Do you hear that?” He frowned. “What?” “The world,” she whispered. “It’s breathing again.”

His victories, hollow. And the silence she left behind would follow him everywhere. The silence was no longer just silence. It was her absence. It was the echo of goodbye.

"If I were her, I'd probably pretend to be mute and stay silent for years too. That voice is enough to make anyone want to gouge their own ears out!" My desk was kicked over, sending all the books scattering across the floor. Alice yanked my hair hard, then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "I'm talking to you, Summer! Your mute act is over, and now you're deaf? Can't hear anyone, right?" I shoved her with all my strength. "Let go of me!"

The mechanical zip-zip-zip of the plastic teeth catching was the only sound in the room, a sharp, clinical punctuation to the end of their curated lives. "Sophie, Sienna, Stacy," Silas said, his voice dropping into the deep, final silence of the canyon. "The signal is dead. The show is canceled. Now, we find out what’s left of you when there’s no one left to watch." He moved forward, and the shadows of the library swallowed the last of the plastic dynasty, leaving only the sound of the wind through the broken glass to tell the story.