would like to preface this by saying that i wrote this in 8th grade. it was january 2017. the first in depth breath of the wild trailer ever had only just come out. there was no other info about it. the humor of 2017 was just awful. i incorporate both of these concepts into this story. so please..... do not wonder why this isn't all about botw and why the humor is so terrible... it is very outdated. only saying this because the amount of comments i get about how this should include more botw stuff and whatnot is getting on my nerves man.

to elaborate on the first part of that, i wrote this in 8th grade. i was 14. this is not going to be a work of art. being a 14 year old was different in 2017 compared to now.

i use the american school system in this story, as i live in the usa. i used to have a guide here but it was very ugly and big. so if you are curious how it works, just google it.

with all that out of the way, i hope you enjoy Silence!!! :D

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Italics—Words spoken in sign language. This occurs throughout the entirety of the story. Everything not in italics is spoken verbally.

Zelda hoped, wished, and prayed to the divine goddess Hylia, that this new city and new school would bring happiness and hope to her lonely heart.

Looking up at the lone skies, her thoughts drifted high up into the clouds as she kept her hand held tightly in her mother's hand. Her blue eyes stayed fixated on the skies above, until her mother squeezed her dainty hand to distract her from the clouds. Little Zelda looked away from the sky and at her mother.

"Are you excited to see your new school?" her mother signed to her, and Zelda nodded with a small grin adorning her features.

"Momma, do you think the other kids can speak like this?" Zelda signed to her mother.

Zelda's mother froze before she could lift up her hands to sign to her again, thinking deeply about which words she should use and how she should use them. She didn't want to hurt the little girl's feelings, never. However, Zelda needed to know that not everyone knew sign language. It was not as common as what everyone else spoke.

Her mother signed the two words, "We'll see," to her daughter, clutching onto Zelda's small and dainty hand as they approached the front doors of Zelda's new elementary school.

Zelda became lost in thought the moment her mother touched the handle of the large glass door. They entered the school building together, but with Zelda still thinking about anything that came across her mind.

What if the kids don't like me? Momma wouldn't want that, she said that it's nice to make new friends. I hope that the kids are nice to me. I'll be nice to them, and hopefully they can talk to me too.

The duo entered the principal's office, and Zelda watched her feet whisk her away into a different room with brighter lights and colorful carpeting. She blinked once before looking upwards, seeing a smiling and older looking woman sitting in a chair, behind a desk and a large computer.

"You must be Zelda Harkinian," the principal spoke, and Zelda's mother tapped Zelda's shoulder to grasp her attention.

When Zelda looked her way, her mother signed the words that the principal had said. Zelda nodded once she understood what the principal said to her. She kept her eyes glued on her mother, because staring at the principal while she moved her mouth around silently wouldn't benefit her in any way.

"I'll just need you to sign a couple of papers before you can leave. You'll also need to the tuition before the end of the month, for her enrollment," the principal spoke to Mrs. Harkinian.

"Wonderful," said Zelda's mother, grabbing one of the pens and clicking the end of it, placing it on the first of many papers and beginning to jot down what needed to be written out.

Zelda stared blankly at her mother, waiting for her to sign something to her, but when she realized that her mother was busy at the moment, she looked back at her feet. They dangled over the edge of the brown chair, and she looked at her mother's feet to see that both of her feet touched the floor without struggle.

I hope I can be tall like Momma some day, Zelda thought, a cheery smile spreading across her lips when she imagined herself as a young woman.

She envisioned a beautiful lady who looked somewhat similar to her mother, and she had the same chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes that the younger Zelda had. And she was tall, wearing a smile on her face.

Zelda wondered what her future would look like.

Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours, until a full two hours had passed and Zelda had finally been enrolled into Hyrule Elementary School.

Zelda and her mother exited the principal's office, Zelda waving a silent goodbye to her new principal, who she was already fond of, despite only seeing her speak once to her mother.

As they began to leave the school, Zelda grabbed her mother's attention.

"When does school start for me?" she signed to her mom, and the older woman thought about it for a moment.

"You'll be starting in two days—on a Friday," her mother signed back, continuing to walk until they had reached the end of the long hallway and the doors that lead to the world outside the large school.

They both exited, and Zelda's mother knelt down in front of her daughter with a smile gleaming on her face.

"Are you excited for your first day of kindergarten?" she signed to her daughter, and Zelda gasped before nodding. Obviously, she was very excited for her first day of school.

"I can't wait to learn and make lots of new friends," Zelda signed back, wearing a wide grin on her small and round face.

Her mother just chuckled, scooping her daughter up into her arms and adjusting her in them. Zelda now sat against her mother's hip, as the woman began to make her way towards their car.

Hopefully... Yes, hopefully, Zelda does make lots of new friends, her mother thought.

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