Silence was his happiness

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He wore his confidence as if it was a mask. One would be required to share his mind to truly empathise with him, for his disguise was all that was known to others.

Spending his days vigorously dancing and his nights silently breaking, his public persona was an evident opposite of his internal suffering.

However he eventually found his happiness among the pages of books; his costume was finally torn off. His mind and heart were presented with the ultimate escape- silence. However, with silence came worried peers and concerned teachers; with silence came long overdue help.

It is here that we realise our mistake as the human race- Assumptions. Assumptions are nothing but twisted and uneducated guesses to satisfy curiosity yet they hold the ability to cause incredible damage.

They assumed that he was content because he was dancing. They assumed that he was suffering because he was silent…

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