Mute Miracle
I remember the last thing before they knocked me out to examine my body and vocal cords.
My dad had just cut my umbilical cord and I sucked in a breath to let out my first scream.
But all was silent...
Hello.
I am Katelyn, a ten year old mute ex-orphan. My health is perfectly fine other than my vocal cords.
I lived in an orphanage in Samammish, Washington. Samammish is a small town just outside of Seattle.
I shared a room with two untidy abandoned twins and their brother as well.
I was sick and tired of cleaning up after them. So I anticipated with all of my spirit when my "hero" would come to rescue me. Then one day it happened. I was alone in the bedroom, cleaning up after the twins as usual, when I heard the voice that would be my rescuer. It was soft and sweet, like velvet and it flowed like honey. As it came closer, I grew tenser. Then I heard two accompanying voices, one I recognized as the rough, deep toned voice of my headmaster. He was with the sweet as honey voiced man and another man whose voice sounded as soft as velvet.