by S. L. Martin
This was a brief letter for a contest in mind reading
| To Anyone Who Thinks,
I know what goes through your head. I know what you think. I may not hear your voice, but I know your thoughts.
I may see people who aren't there, and they may tell me things I do not wish to know, but I never hear them.
Your thoughts, however, I hear them loud and clear.
You think of how weird I am.
You think I'm a freak.
What if I'm not the freak, but every one of you are freaks.
You move your mouth.
I hear no words.
You think a thought.
I hear those words.
I wish I knew what you said to me when your lips were moving.
I only understand what you say with your hands.
I hear your thoughts, but I don't hear your voice.
It's like hearing only the honesty a person says.
You can lie with your voice.
You can lie with you hands.
But you cannot lie with your thoughts.
The Deaf Girl