Demo: \"The Big Toe\" by Alvin Schwartz

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Description

Here is my reading of \"The Big Toe\" From Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark by Alvin Schwartz. Prepare to be spooked. Not only by the story, but by my voice. Enjoy!

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Hello. My name is Nick Bongiovanni, and this is my demo. I'm going to be reading Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark by Alvin Schwartz. The story is called The Big Toe. Ah, boy was digging at the edge of the garden when he saw a big toe. He tried to pick it up, but it was stuck to something, so he gave it a good hard jerk and it came off in his hand. Then he heard something grown and scamper away. The boy then took the toe into the kitchen and showed it to his mother. He looks nice and plump, she said. I'll put it in the soup and we'll have it for supper. That night, his father carved the toe into three pieces, and they each had a piece. Then they did the dishes, and when it got dark, they went to bed. The boy fell asleep almost at once, but in the middle of the night, a sound awakened him. It was something out in the street. It was a voice, and it was calling to him. Where is my toll? It groaned when the boy heard that he got very scared, but he thought it doesn't know where I am. It will never find me. Then he heard the voice once more Only now it was closer. Where's my toe? It groaned. The boy pulled the blankets over his head and closed his eyes. I'll go to sleep, he thought. When I wake up, it will be gone. But soon he heard the back door open, and again he heard the voice. Where is my toe? It groaned than the boy heard. Footsteps moved through the kitchen into the dining room into the living room into the front hole. Then, slowly, they climbed the stairs. Closer and closer. They came. Soon they were in the upstairs hall. Now they were outside his door. Where's my Joe? The voice groaned, his door opened, shaking with fear. He listened as the footsteps slowly moved through the dark toward his bed. Then they stopped. Where is my toe? The voice groaned. You've got it.