I don't know what would have happened to me if I hadn't been able to hear.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'd been shouting and shouting and no-one wanted to hear me.
I wanted to make something that I wanted to hear that I wasn't hearing.
Maybe I wanted to hear it so badly that my ears betrayed my mind in order to secure my heart.
I can not remember even thinking that I was deaf when I was dancing.
It was still quiet in the house, and not a sound was heard from outside, either. Were it not for this silence, my reverie would probably have been disrupted by reminders of daily duties, of getting up and going to school.
Sober up, and you see and hear everything you'd been able to avoid hearing before.
Not only was it nearly impossible to hear because of these huge rubber ears we had to wear, but we also had these huge furry hands which were absolutely useless, especially if you had to scratch yourself.
It was early detection that saved my voice - and I imagine, my life.
It would have been more comfortable to remain silent.
If I was hearing something I couldn't do, I would figure out how to do it.