Voice Over Reading
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I left it there that night on the side table of her office. Like I've done every thursday for the past eight weeks. She wasn't as useless as I made her feel. But she was damn right cold for making me leave that way. I knew it wasn't all about the money to her but she made it hard for a guy like me to believe it. Another one of them being that had a way of making a lot less of themselves whenever we care about the traces they leave in your heart or the changes they've brought about you boy, did she change me? All she did was listen. I guess nobody ever listened to a damn thing I've ever thought of without changing the idea or without bringing their own stupid ideas into it all I got what I needed. I left the decision that was pretty much made before the whole eight weeks began but I'm glad I went through with it. Anyway, I didn't mind sitting with Miss Lauren er every thursday it was something to look forward to. And the more she seemed to oppose my ideas by the frozen glare on her face, the more solidified they became. So I walked on down the city hall that evening and began the process of changing my name. I went through a bunch of diminutive suffixes choosing something that went with the ring of Mrs Larner. I like the er sound nice and vigor to it, you know, it took me several attempts before I went with choosing winter. Turner I didn't much like winter but the Mr Turner was good enough, and the winter sounded good on its own too, and on my wedding. And that was it. The beginning of the end. I was no longer lenny Brents and glad of it too. Besides, and then the Brent never came from anywhere anyway. Some old bread must have done the same thing I did.