Excerpt from my audiobook 'Neverland' for Findaway Voices

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This is purely a narrator's voice.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
there are those of us who never really grew up onto. Our charm dies. Every sunset is the very first we set eyes upon. It is time for you, dear reader, to recall the magic off your childhood. For despite what a child suffers and often because of it, there is magic. The Dream Sister 100 Remembered had come to her almost every night when she was a child, a moment with the start of an umbrella coming along gold flowing hair with a pink coral cold. But then her friends are laughter to excitement and called it just a dream. And so when little mamacita searched for fairies beneath the leaves on refused to read the grown up books of Parents Centre Sister 100 I was moved to say, It's time you grew up. Why must I grew up? Said the child as a sad one evening in the gardens of the boarding school. Why should I wear gowns? I should surely chip over. Why should I stop climbing trees? But my pet, it's every girl's destiny to grow up. You can't stop it, said Sister. 100 are trying not to smile. Well, I just want grew up anymore you'll see I'm 10 on, I'll stated. Besides, besides, I know someone who will help, said Anita with the toss of a blonde girls on Who may that be Peter Pan? Of course, but But he's just a storey. That's what you grownups think, said an idol, turning her perky nose up and folding arms. Peters, a rail boy. He lives in Neverland, where dreams come true. On If you go there as a child, you never grow up. I'm afraid I haven't read the book. Never read Peter Pan and Wendy. She paused to uncross her arms, and I sparkled as she said, I have an idea. Why don't you become a little girl again? Sister Henrietta laughed and playfully chucked under the chin. Why, that's impossible, she said. And why should I? Because little girls are not so fun. They laugh a lot, and someone always takes care of them. You grown ups have to take care of everything on you, always worrying about something, even if I like to be a little girl. Agan, my precious spect. It's impossible it's not, You'll see, cried on Ida and ran out to play sister 100. L thought very hard was it true that growing up meant losing your innocence and spontaneity? She knew she had lost hers. She found herself doubting people's motives. She was shrewd. She didn't really care for sunsets. They all seemed the same. But most importantly, she did not dream of the moment with the star on a brown anymore. In her pretty room with the pale pink flowering, bald people on pink shelves laden with the happy books she loved on Ahead are flipped for the umpteenth time. So the pages off a favourite book. Then she sighed, Gotta problem bed and went to the open window. So which the moonlight streamed. She would gaze at the moon on the sky so full of stars and wonder about the unimaginably vast distances between them. The glittering, coiling Galaxies that must hold other planets like out, perhaps even a planet ofthe fairy folk. I know he wanted to be Wendy when they used to be Beatles favourite person and had flown with him to the Neverland along with her two brothers. But Wendy, of course, was no more and are no hitter. Knew Peter would be looking out for a new mother, and perhaps he would choose. You'll see. Peter was very bitter about mothers and could not recall his mother's face when he had flown back home from his adventures long, long ago, he had found the window Barden, another little boy asleep in his bed. But because Iwas he needed a mother, he had gone back for Wendy years after she had returned home on, found her all grown up with Children off her own when he had forgotten how to fly and a lot of little did not ever want to forget.