Post by Daphne Gallagher on Oct 13, 2014 15:15:22 GMT -6
Daphne (Rune) Gallagher
Being deaf is not all that bed honestly. I don't know anything else other than being deaf so I'm used to it. Being born deaf will do that to you. My father had an affair with a Greek goddess. So my step mother hated me from the minute I landed on their door step. I couldn't hear any of the fights that my father and step mom had at night about me. I felt bad after everything because my father would come into my room after looking all sad. I learned to read lips so I knew how to write things out in responds to everyone talking. I could never keep up and they have all these jokes that I don't get. It was a living hell for about 5 years.
My father thought it was a good idea to get me speech therapy so I could learn to talk. That did not go over very well. I can talk yes but I would much rather sign. Soon after getting into school I got a sign language teacher. The teacher took me home everyday and even taught my father how to sign so we could have conversations. I was so happy for once in my life. I could communicate with my father instead of trying to read his lips. I still took speech therapy so now I talk really well but I hate talking because I'm not sure if my voice sounds good or scratching. I can't hear it so I would prefer to sign. I did pick up both speaking and signing really well.
After I turned 7 my father put me into a school for the deaf. I was so happy I actually made friends and everything. Nobody picks on you like they do in hearing schools. We are all the same, we are all part of the same community. The community for the deaf. I meet this one guy there too. He was born deaf like me and we just clicked and became fast friends. I had to admit after a few years I had a crush on him. Only one day at school (I was 15) a teacher that me and him both had turned into a monster and me and him were the first to duck and hide. We both ran to my home hand in hand and told my father what happened.
He explained to me that I was the daughter of a Greek goddess Athena and apparently Tony was the son of a Greek God or Goddess because he saw the monster to. We got some of my stuff than ran to his house where both his parents were terrified and ran to us hugging us. They explained to him that he was adopted and they didn't know who his biological parents were. They did know that he was in fact a demi-god and they knew this day would happen. They helped him pack and tried to offer to take us to camp but we refused. Didn't want them to get into trouble for us.
Two deaf kids running to a camp they had no clue where it was, not the smartest thing. We only knew by what we felt was the right way. Soon we did make it to camp and I was claimed right away and so was Tony. He was the son of the Greek goddess, Demeter. We were separated right then or they tried to but we refused to be separated. Soon they realized that we were deaf and let Chiron show us around. I guys a big centaur has time to learn sign language just in case a deaf kid came to camp.
Me and Tony were always together even though we lived in different cabins. I would sneak into his cabin or he would sneak into mine. That was how we would finally get to sleep. Sometimes we would find a big tree and camp out in it away from the camp. I told him on day that I liked him and we kissed but after that nothing happened. I don't know why. He liked me right? I was just confused. We still are the best of friends but what happened between us will never changed. We both had feelings for each other and that was something really hard to get over.
Codeword: Cerberus