Audiobook Branded

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Description

This is an excerpt from an audiobook that I completed called Branded. It is a book full of suspense and romance.

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.
branded Fall of Angels Written by Curie Taylor Narrated by Anne Marie Susan Sylvie When you go 108 hours, 4.5 days without sleep, your body starts to do strange things. Mine was panicking and shutting down at the same time. My heart pounded despite the fatigue that consumed me. The ringing in my ears was so loud I couldn't even hear the breeze as it blew through the towering trees that surrounded me. My eyes A KT so horribly I wanted to throw up. If I looked in a mirror, I knew they would be bloodshot and swollen. I felt delusional and jumped at every shadow that danced on the black Lake surface. Sure it was a demon come to carry me away. I was so tired. Don't fall asleep. I paste on the dock, the moon shining brightly above me. I couldn't fall asleep. I wouldn't let myself fall asleep to sleep. Brought terror. No one could understand. I counted my steps as I paste 14 15 16. I never lost count. Despite the fact that I didn't consciously do it, I couldn't help it. The numbers just came. Just a few more hours that was all I needed. In a few more hours, I would be ready to face the terror that came with sleep. I could face the judgments of the angels and those that had no right to be called such. I had made it 108 hours already. I could make it just two or three more. I couldn't fight this any longer, though. I was going to have to sleep and it was going to have to be now. I had learned better than to fight it this long. My breathing increased rapidly as I forced myself to walk back toward the deserted house that looked toward the east side of the lake. My head spun and I feared I might pass out right then and there on the cold wooden planks. Silent walls greeted me as I entered the house. I had been the caretaker for just over a year and 1/2 and not once had the elderly owners come to stay. That was for the best they would know. I was crazy. After only a few days, panic saturated my system as I stumbled through the door that led to my basement apartment, my eyelids were losing though my leg's pro tested in fatigues, I staggered into my bedroom. I barely made it to my bed before collapsing.