Hobo
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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ha bo left his home in the east, the small ancient city of Sag knack Falls and head west to the million mile desert. This is where he would search for inner peace and strength and this is where he wanted to be. Mm Pablo could not explain it the feeling inside of him except that it was like a storm that was shackled within him. An inner storm he did not understand but knew he had to learn what it was. It was like a hand that held and twisted him. Oh, I'm going west. My journey will take me to the million mile desert. And it is there that I will stand in the face of the sun to find my inner self calm. The storm that lives within. These are my truths and my desires. And it is there I shall remain until such time. I understand. This was the note he left with his parents, Hubble's family and friends were saddened by this yet this was all quite understandable and knowing Hobo was knowing the storm that raged within. Mhm. In the rivers of centuries that passed through Sagna Falls, it was common for young men to leave the ancient city head west to begin the search for themselves, but never did they dare to enter the million mile desert. Although they say many have tried only folklore and songs told of young men that were bound with such extremes. They would travel so far west in the million mile desert and reached the wall of Red mountains. Some challenge the red mountains and climbed to the other side there they found the great white waters of bay Cisco. These waters stretched farther than the, I could see some thought farther than the sun would shine. Mhm. To travel, the white waters were seafaring notions of young men that would create new beginnings for some and a sea faring and for others. Yet these were only tales told in songs that were sung by singers and storytellers with vast imaginations. Mm though saddened and reluctant to see their son go Hubble's parents knew it was in every man's heart to find their inner self. Yeah, hobbles, dog brad neck could not understand. He would stay in hobbles room at the foot of his bed roll where an old pair of hobbled sneak als laid. Hello. Always wore a sneak als when he would take brad nick out to play. Their favorite game was freezing. Played with a free Z. An ancient game invented by the freezing lights who lived in the North region, sturdy, strong winter People who would carve chunks of ice into plate like frozen disk named freezes. The discs were very useful for farming. The farmer would fling the free Z through the hair. Eventually the disk would softly glide along the snow covered ground at incredible speeds. Well, you can imagine what a disk like that would do to unharvested crops. It would knock a whole row of corn down with such force. The ears will pop out of the stocks and stacked neatly in a pile at the end of each row of corn in those days. A winter harvest was a must, because without refrigeration, this was the only way to get fresh frozen vegetables. Still. To this very day, this farming tool is used in the traditional freeze nick game and joined by the inhabitants of free Z light frozen falls, the sister city to Sag Mac Falls, where Hubble was born and played all day. Two days had passed since hobble left his home. He stood at the foot of the desert floor with his burrow, G. B. It was with great hesitation, but it was time to let his burro go. The desert was no place for a burrow. A borough needs two gallons of water and a barrel full of hay each day. For every meal his burrow would become a burden with one last goodbye hob, Oh, shoot his burrow back home towards the wooded streams and meadows of hay and fields of carrots, G. B. S. Favorite after meal treat where fresh carrots for two weeks in a day, hobble ran on the desert floor in the face of the sun and the stillness of the night. On his journey through the million mile desert, Hubble ran so fast, so long and so far into the million mile desert. The Knights became shorter, and the days grew longer and longer and told there were no more nights. Only days. Days with scorching hot, noontime sun shining so directly over Hobo's head. His shadow was not even big enough to shade a desert bug and his brand new sneakers he bought for the trip looked older than the ones he left at home next to his bedroll. Hobble missed his bedroll, and his home as long as he ran in the sun he thundered all his goals to the creatures and things on the desert floor, to the lonely cactus, meager shrubs and mounds of burning sand proclaiming. I ran all day, and I'll run all night. Hear me now and hear me right, This is the day! I'm not afraid. Listen to me desert. You must hear this is the day. I'm not afraid. All the desert spiders and snakes, satin, little rose and little chairs made of tiny grains of sand and cactus needles as they listened to hop. Oh, speak! And the desert is filled with danger in fear. But today Hubble is not afraid or scared. And at that very moment after running two weeks, two hours and two days, Hobo stopped. He stood silent, and the sun began to set Hubble sat silent for a week. This time not in the burning monday, son, but in the week long night of darkness, and only the stars created a flickering light in the sky, giving way to the darkness. This would be his final test of inner peace. Hubble sat. He could feel it. Let go! The feeling that held him like a hand. Let go. His storm had calm. He was not afraid of the desert or the darkness, or even the night, not even the bugs that would try to bite as the gentle wind blew across the desert, sand Hubble heard the voice of his inner self. He was no longer afraid of the burning desert sun or the creatures that lived and crawled. Not for fun, no Hubble was not in fear. He made friends with the spiders and snakes and told them of snow and ice wooded streams in meadows full of hay and mice. Where I come from. We have winter, summer and fall. I have a family and I miss them all now. Huh bo knew he could return to his home in sag knack falls in faith and not in fear. Hobo found himself calm the storm within and decided to return to his home. His parents and friends and oh yes! He played his favorite game every day with his pet brad. Mhm. Mhm.