English. Entry Level Experience. Latin-Caribbean, Raspy Accent. Tone

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Description

A short 45-second, read.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

US African American

Transcript

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You know how when a dog is at the end of their life, its owner will give them a perfect day before taking them to be put down, like take them to the dog park, the beach and let them eat a mcdonald's hamburger. Well, July 14th was the day I designated to do that for myself. I was 22. So I conjured up a list of 22 nice things to do for myself. On my last day, most of the listed items involved indulging in food, but there were a few I was more excited about especially the grand finale, which was sneaking into a concert of some sort. It was Friday in summertime, Chicago. So there had to be something worth sneaking into somewhere the day so far had gone smoothly. I had made up my face to perfection. Dropped my cat Sebastian off at the apartment of the nicest friend I had made at school and taken myself out to breakfast, lunch and dinner. I bought liquorice and her peach peaches from the overpriced candy store and add it all between my meals. I took myself on a date to the Botanic Gardens and at a blueberry muffin at the cafe into my orange chair and watching the stillness of the pond beside me while I tore the soft pastry apart piece by piece. By the time I dragged myself out of Harold's steakhouse that night, my stomach was about to burst. I could feel all the expensive food I ate seeping out through my pores. When I stepped out into the street, the sky had turned twilight, the sunshine had simmered down but the business of the street was only picking up as it did. On Friday nights, the cars were practically bumper to bumper on Halstead and people were walking every witch up and down the sidewalk. The hustle and bustle of the city streets usually made me feel suffocated like I was being drowned out by a million other people whom I was invisible to that night though. I stood for a second with my back pressed up against the rough break of the steakhouse. People watching you only learn to appreciate some things when, you know, you will never see them again.