I live in a world of silence. I speak no words in a world that thrives on the human speech, on human interactions. Was I born this way? No, not entirely. I was born with a great voice, a voice that is allowed to talk, sing, shout, curse, laugh and everything else the voice is used for, but never have I used it once, not with others. Something told me when I was in my mother's womb that the world was a very cruel world. That the life I was going to be brought into was a life that was going to treat me bad. That everything in the world is horrible. It's a strange event but something told me that, I felt it in my body, my mind, my heart, my eyes, my soul, just everything in me had this feeling of dread. I was confused as a child by this feeling, I just never spoke since then. I don't even know if I actually have a voice since I've never used it, not even alone, to myself. Something tells me my voice is there but something bigger is telling me not to use it. I have no idea why this happened to me but I took it as it is and just never once spoke. I've gone to my share of doctors, therapists and wherever else my parents took me but eventually they stopped since the doctors could find nothing wrong with my voice, there was nothing wrong, therapists didn't really work since I was a young child and so what could I have gone through to have made me stop talking. I wrote, I listened and whatnot well and no one could figure it out, not even I could. I mean I knew I had a voice, why