Young Adult Realistic Fiction 1st person narration

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Narration only excerpt from a piece of young adult fiction. This character is struggling with growing up and adjusting to high school.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Teen (13-17)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
camp was awful. I hated it. I thought it would be better being a junior counsellor. But it wasn't No one I knew for the previous year had come back. So I didn't know anyone, not a single person. I'm not even sure why. But I started playing this little make believe game with the girls in the camp. They asked me stuff about myself, and I had made things up. My parents are in Europe. I told them I live in a huge townhouse on the nicest street in North River Heights. I have a dog named Daisy. Then one day I blurted out that had a little brother who was deformed. I have absolutely no idea why I said this. It just seemed like an interesting thing to say. And of course, the reaction I've gotten little girls in the bungalow was dramatic. Really so sorry. That must be tough, etcetera, etcetera. I regretted saying was the moment escaped from my lips. Of course, I felt like such a fake. If he ever found how I thought she'd think I was such a weirdo and I felt like a weirdo. But I have to admit there was a part of me that felt a little entitled to this lie. I've known Auggie since I was six years old. I have watched him grow up. I have played with him. I watched all six episodes of Star Wars for his sake so I could talk to him about the aliens and bounty hunters and all that. I'm the one that gave him the astronaut helmet. He wouldn't take off for two years. I mean, I've kind of earned the right to think of him as my brother. And the strangest thing is that these lies I told these fictions did wonders for my popularity. The other junior counselors heard it from the campers, and they were all over it. Never in my life have ever been considered one of the popular girls in anything but that summer in camp. For whatever reason, I was the girl everybody wanted to hang out with.