Amy smiled nervously but her marker started moving on the notepad swiftly. It was quite obvious that she had experience with writing and that she tries to write as fast as possible to make up for the lack of speech.
There was a girl. The girl grew up at New London. Said girl was normal just as any other girl of her age. One day our girl was returning home from school when suddenly explosion tore through the side of a public bus. Girl got lucky and unlucky at the same time. Piece of a metal cut right at her neck. Said little girl was saved by a man. A doctor. But her luck was bought out by eternal silence from her mouth. Still she was luckier than most of her schoolmates. Do you like the story so far?