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📖✨ Between Vacations, Birthdays, and the Dominican Christmas

📖✨ Between Vacations, Birthdays, and the Dominican Christmas Written by TheSilentBoy — August 9, 2025 — 10:35 pm Today I want to share a little about what’s coming in the next few months. This August, I’ll be taking a vacation, so I won’t be active on social media for a while. It’s a necessary break to recharge my energy and come back with more ideas and moments to share. In October, there’s an important birthday in my family. However, as TheSilentBoy is just a guy focused on his own diary, I won’t go into much detail about my family. Talking about that is always a bit complicated for me, so I’ll just leave it at that. Later, in November and December, I want to give you a special preview of what Christmas and Nochebuena (Christmas Eve) mean in the Dominican Republic. Here, Christmas Eve is always celebrated with family… and not just your own. It’s a tradition for neighbors to visit your home and even bring you part of the dinner. That sense of unity, the laughter,...
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August: Waiting for the Cold ❄️, Embracing the Heat 🔥 of a New Beginning 🌅

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📓 August 1, 2025 – A New Chapter Begins

📓 August 1, 2025 – A New Chapter Begins Hi. Behind TheSilentBoy writes a 16-year-old kid… A kid who’s been quiet for too long, but today, I’m choosing to write things down again. This blog is part of something new — a space where I let the silence speak for itself. Today feels like a reset button. Not because everything suddenly changed overnight, but because something inside me did. I’ve been thinking about new ideas lately — real ones. Like starting to post motivational videos on Instagram. I’m not there yet — it’s still under construction — but it’s in my head, it’s in motion. Sometimes, the best things begin quietly. I don’t know if someone out there will read all this. But if you do, just know that this blog is where I’ll be leaving my thoughts, stories, doubts, and dreams. It’s the beginning of something. Even if it’s small. Even if it’s silent. It’s mine. — TheSilentBoy
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🖤 Walking Alone, Dreaming Big — The Silent Boy’s Story ✨🚶‍♂️🌌

🚶‍♂️ Walking Alone, Dreaming Big – Silent Boy’s Path Some people walk with crowds. I walk alone — not because I have to, but because that’s where I find my strength. Every step I take feels like a whisper that no one hears. But I hear it. I know where I’m going. People don’t always understand silent dreamers. We’re often seen as shy, weird, or distant. But inside, we’re burning with ideas, visions, and hopes the world hasn’t even imagined. I’ve learned that walking alone isn’t about loneliness — it’s about **trusting your own voice** when the world is too loud. So if you ever feel like you’re the only one on your path, remember: maybe that path was made just for you. Dream big, even if no one claps yet. Dream loud, even if you say nothing. Silent boys still roar — just in different ways. — TheSilentBoy
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"Through Sour Eyes: A Quiet Moment with Trolli Crawlers"

😔 Through Sour Eyes – A Quiet Moment The world doesn’t always look bright. Some days it’s hard to find color in anything. And today was one of those days. I didn’t feel angry. Just distant… like I was watching life happen from the outside. Like I was floating somewhere between a thought and a memory. No one asked if I was okay — and I’m not mad about that. Sometimes silence isn’t just mine… sometimes it surrounds me. But in that quiet, I sat. I breathed. I let my mind wander without needing to explain itself. Maybe it’s okay to feel sour sometimes. Maybe it’s okay to not have a reason. And maybe that’s what healing is — sitting with what’s bitter… until the sweet comes back. I’ll be okay. Just not today. And that’s fine. — TheSilentBoy
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🥵 Too Hot to Handle: Camden, NJ Edition 🌇

📓 Diary Entry — July 13, 2025 Location: Camden, NJ Today in Camden, NJ, I didn’t put on my coat. I know… it sounds strange coming from me. I’d grown so used to being covered—my coat, my balaclava, that shield protecting me from the cold and, in a way, from the world itself. But today, the heat forced me to shed layers. I went out in light, comfortable clothes—though still wearing long pants and socks with sandals (old habits die hard). The heat has been brutal these days. Camden is scorched, and not just in temperature. As I walked, notebook in hand as always, I started writing outdoors… and there they were again: the Camden geese. I don’t know why, but when they spot me, they rush over like I’m one of them… or their father. They gather around, and for a moment I feel like we belong to the same flock. But of course, when I throw them food, the story changes. Some get aggressive, as if trust turns into a scramble for survival. It reminds me a lot of people… wh...
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✍️ My First Days of School in the U.S. (By TheSilentBoy)

🏫 My First Days of School in the U.S. I thought starting school in a new country would be like the movies. But real life? It’s quieter… and scarier. The first thing I noticed wasn’t the lockers or the big classrooms — it was the feeling of being invisible. Everyone already had their people, their language, their inside jokes. And I was just trying to remember how to say “May I go to the bathroom?” in English without messing up. I kept my head down. Wore my hoodie. Sat alone at lunch. Watched more than I talked. But I also survived. One day became two. Two became a week. And slowly, I started finding little cracks in the wall — people who smiled, teachers who helped, kids who asked my name. It’s not easy. But I’m still here. And that means something. I may not talk much yet. But I’m listening. I’m learning. I’m growing. — TheSilentBoy ...
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