Audiobook-Emotional, Comforting, Caring, Child, Teen, Grandma, Latino.
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EnglishVoice Age
Teen (13-17)Accents
North American (US General American - GenAM) Spanish (Latin American - General) Spanish (Latino)Transcript
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sitting behind me was the person who'd been there for every birthday. the one person i missed most in this world. alita, i heard myself whisper, tears welled in my grandmother's eyes as she grabbed me up in her arms. meaning your pre also that voice so kind, so full of love and everything i remembered most about my childhood seemed to fill this huge hole in the middle of my heart that had been there since the day my mom had told me she died. hi, so long, i've waited for this. she murmured as she stroked my hair, her touch as familiar as her voice imprinted in my soul. i started talking without even realizing it. but alita, how are you? am i dead? no, no, no, no, no. she pulled back, shaking her head. those large brown eyes as beautiful as i remembered them. no. es jugando. i just wanted to talk to you watching over you all these years watching you grow into this incredibly brave and beautiful boy. i, i'm just so proud of you. mi another rush of tears spilled down her cheeks, falling to the carpet below us, splashing my feet. i was in so much shock. i could hardly think you watch over me. my abuela gave me a smile that was so warm and full of love that i felt my heart melt in my chest. i've been watching over you since the moment line f mera brought you out of the nursery wrapped in that little blue towel with the initials of the hospital on it. she said, and i remember turning to your father even before the nurse had told anyone who you were and saying, look, that's him, sas charlie. and the first time i ever held you in my arms, i made you a promise, whispered it into your little ear even though you were too young to remember or understand the promise was that i would always sempre look after you para el resto de tu vida and no power in this world or the other will stop me from keeping that promise. after all, an abuela job is never really done for a moment. her eyes drifted up to gaze at something behind me. but when i turned to look, there was nothing there. just my bedroom wall. a shutter shook the room, windows rattled behind me. the tv blinked off my abuela, gripped my shoulder, still smiling mico, a song. it is time to go. what? why i just got here? i felt a single cold tear rose slowly down my face to drop into her palm and i miss you so much. and i've missed you. her hand came up to wipe my cheek. her voice was thick as she said, one day, we will be together again. but right now there is something you must finish. something. only you can finish. i knew what she meant. only i wasn't so sure that i actually could but i can't, i can't stop la mano. there's nothing i can manifest to be. ma de monte. i, i'm not strong enough. my abuela leaned in close to whisper charlie. your strength doesn't come from your manifestations. your strength comes from your heart, your loving, selfless, incredible heart. her eyes smiled into mine and she said you might be able to manifest animal traits, mijo, but you're more human than all of us as she spoke, the edges of my abuela's face began to glow. her outline, blazing out, blurring into pure white light before i could ask what was going on. she said, ial, let yeah, evil has always drawn its power from fear from anger. so don't hold on to any and it won't have any power over you.