A Reading from The Siren by Kiera Cass
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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I kept to my room. Mostly I kept waiting for something to happen, which isn't how life works in closed environments. Everything just repeats. Elizabeth, of course, was the first to decide to head out. After nearly a month of being cooped up in the house, she finally came knocking on my door. Jaca just sold another piece. We're going shopping to celebrate. You want anything? I shrugged. Some tights, maybe in a sweater or two. I can fake a winter wardrobe with those if I need to go out. Is that something you plan on doing soon? Going out. I mean, she said it casually, but her eyes were sharp. I turned back to my book. I don't know. Not today. You sure you can come pick out your own tights? I realize that's begging for trouble, But still, she teased. I gave her a weak smile. Don't find here. Elizabeth lingered in the doorway a while, inhaling a few times. A shoe may argue with me, but ultimately letting it drop. Okay, then we'll be back Soon she left the door cracked, and I could hear her whispering worriedly to me, aka, I tried to be nonchalant, but she says she wants to stay. She just needs time, Jaca whispered back. Either something happened that she's not ready to tell us about. She sincerely can't bear being a siren anymore. She's depressed.