The Fire Fighters Christmas Carol

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Description

A unique take on the Dickensian classic, featuring struggles with PTSD.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Mid-Atlantic) North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
the tears were flowing down his cheeks, his gut twisted. Someone stabbed him repeatedly from inside his chest. He nodded. He watched the person. He used to be a pause and dropped to his heels. His shoulders slumped. A medical helicopter circled overhead. What? What did you see just then, christmas past? Asked Elliott stared from the bucket. A tourniquet cutting off his words. Elliott, What did you see? He bowed his head and stuttered in a breath. He didn't want to answer. It's time you face. What broke? You can't You have to tell me what you saw. His voice wobbled as he answered. I saw the life leave her. What do you mean? I saw whatever made Katie Katie leave her sometimes. When it happens, you you just know. But you're still trying to save her. Tell me how you were so sure she would die. It was in her eyes. I don't I don't know if she could see me, but I felt like she was begging me for help. And then at that moment she wasn't begging anymore. Whatever we did from that moment on was pointless. I've heard that The eyes are the windows to our souls, but I never fully understand what that meant. Mhm. Until then when I close my eyes at night when I look at my daughter, I see Katie, she was looking to me, her, her last hope and I failed her when her eyes went blank. My heart died too, I guess. But you didn't fail her. There's nothing more you could do