57. The Silent Witch (10)
<The Silent Witch, Livia Lacrimosa POV>
I was three years old when I awakened my soul because of an accident maybe that’s why I can remember vividly my memories from three years old but not before the accident
My oldest memories are I was detained in my room, they wouldn’t get me out I threw a tantrum, I cried, I screamed yet nothing works, no matter how many times I asked and beg they still wouldn’t get me out
It was right after my accident, I remember I fell from the third floor but I didn’t remember why and how I fell, and how I survived that accident, I just knew the result which I was detained in my room, the strange feeling on my surrounding and I can hear clearer after the accident.
Lacrimosa family was rich, they had mansions they had servants they had anything they wanted, and I was the first child in that family who was spoiled to the core. It seems I was loved and spoiled in that family by my parent and servant but I didn’t remember it anymore everything changed after my accident.
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One week passed since my detainment other than the maid in charge which is changed in two hours shift, for the first time someone came into my room it was my own parents, that time when I saw them I tried to run toward them immediately only to be blocked by the maid in charge, they wouldn’t let me step down from the bed, so I can only call and cry for them which ignored by them the entire time. Then I realized there’s another person besides my parent it was an old man wearing a white coat, I know this person or more like I was familiar with the people wearing this kind of clothes it was a doctor.
The moment he got inside my room He was shocked like others he instantly got out of the room again,
it was after a few minutes later when he came back inside after being chased by my parents, the doctor quickly went to my side, he started to check my body part by part taking many kinds of tools which I have never seen before,
After another few more minutes he stood up, unlike his confident face when he’s first-come, this time he’s dejectedly going into my parents and only shook his head towards them, my parents raged seeing his reaction they went outside of the room talking about something
In the end, only both of my parents came back inside giving me a warm and tight hug, my father had a difficult expression while my mother blatantly bawling her eyes out.
Was it warm? Or was it cold? I never knew it as I was no longer able to remember it, and most likely me myself who tried to forget about it.
Since that day once or twice a week the same kind of person wearing a white coat come inside my room doing the same thing towards me only to get out with a dejected face while shaking their head toward my parents.
At first, my parents hugged whenever those people finished their check-ups but it gradually diminished their face when facing me becoming colder and colder every time we met
After half a year passed there’s no longer white coat people a doctor coming it was replaced by unique and strange people sometimes priest-like person came by too, at this time I’d already given up trying to talk to them, I understood there’s something different around me too
My mother no longer visited my room, there’s only my father which looking at me with a disappointed gaze
It was because my soul awakened which enhanced my brain and thought ability that I can understand the situation and given up.
After one year has passed, there’s no one visited my room anymore only the maid which on their shift was inside my room, I was still forbidden to get outside of my room, then I finally understood what happened around me looks like everything around me lose their voice, everything, not just someone loses its sound, it was a few more years later that I knew its true identity which because my soul was to Big and Strong that affected the surrounding around me.
It takes me a year to understand that and only I alone can hear like normal, I knew it because sometimes I heard it from the maid in charge, most of them tried to talk to themselves most of the time like a crazy person, I tried to intrude on their monologues too, but they never replied back to me, maybe to them I was the one who’s like a crazy person cried, screamed, talked inside this Silent World.
Then another incident happened in the mansion, a servant found out that the Silent World around me increased in radius, when that information reached my parents my room immediately change to the small room on the back of the Mansion.
Then started my silent and lonely days in that mansion, I saw no one except a maid in charge, luckily there’s a library right beside my room which is former storage and I wasn’t detained in my room anymore, as long as I didn’t step into the main area in the mansion I was allowed to move around.
I was slowly able to learn how to read after that, whenever I pointed a word inside a book to the maid in charge they sometimes unconsciously said it out loud in confusion but that’s how I was able to learn how to read.
Sometimes I met my parents who stepped into the back area but each time they only saw me with a disappointed look till… my brother was born half a year later.
After that slowly but surely those disappointed looks gradually became disdainful and disgusted look, and each time the verbal abuse increased from nothing then sometimes they even used their hands towards me
“you Monster!”
“Demon’s child!”
“you aren’t my child!”
“I wish you had never been born!”
Etcetera…, many other hurtful words sharper than a blade which I no longer remember, and that’s become the only thing I can remember about my parents… my family.
It was three years after the accident when I was six years old when those things ended, was it because my parents realize and love me again? No… it was because I no longer saw them after that there were no contacts so of course they wouldn't able to hurt me anymore, that time I lost my familial love
I was brought somewhere far away from that mansion
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