Even my deaf uncle could hear this noise

My dead uncle is a scary man, one that isn't very happy. If I had two words to describe him, and I couldn't pick the words, then "big" and "young" could possibly be words that I'd have to describe him with. He has sunburn on his nose a lot, despite never leaving the house, and he moved around so quietly that he wouldn't disturb a mouse. Anyway, and he's also deaf too.

Most people generalize deaf people as ungrateful or cranky, but my uncle wasn't like that. He stands at about 6'2" and has the blonde hair of a 22 year old college student (remember that part for the end.) There's just one problem... he can't hear out of either of his ears. Some might say he's deaf.

Anyway, there was a large noise at the door, and my uncle, still smelling of carrots, worked his way towards the forest.

"Uncle, what are you doing walking to the forest and not to the door?" I asked

"What's wrong with the door" he asked

"Didn't you hear the knock" I asked "There was a knock?" He asked "Well it was more like a bang" I said.

"I'm deaf, remember?" He asked, twinkling his toes in the breeze.

I shivered. Could it really be? I called everyone I knew. Starting with Jeff.

"Hey Jeff, do you know my uncle"

"Yeah, the deaf one???" He asked, twinkling his toes in the breeze.

I shivered. It WAS true. My uncle WAS deaf. How has I forgottend.

"I guess I just forgot" I said to JEFFF

"But he isn't that deaf..." Said Jeff

What you mean?" Asked I did.

"He heard the noises at the door..."

I shivred, as my toes twinkled in the breeze. And right as I looked back at my uncle, I realized I didn't have an uncle. It was just me, a 22 year old college student with blonde hair...

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