[Recording starts.]
[There's the sound of the recording device being shifted and adjusted, and someone muttering. The voice is that of a young boy's, perhaps in his teens.]
is it set up right? ah- dont fall dont fall- okay! we cool.
[The sounds stop.]
Okay! Hi! I'm Raffiel Simmons, Annd I just wanted to test out my new tape recorder! I ain't got much of an idea on what ta' say, so imma just talk about myself.
I'm 17 years old, My b-day is October 15th. I love the color.. whatever the name of the color roses are. Rose-red? I guess so. Everybody calls it pink, But it's really not. Anyway! I got three awesome friends! Their names are Finley, Sage, and— [The audio seems corrupted here. It's hard to tell what the name was.]
They're all pretty cool! Met em in middle school when I wasn't doin so hot. They got me through all my bein' bullied and stuff. It's nice to have em! Sage is kinda mean but... She means well.
Anyway, more about me. Er.... Since this recording is prolly gonna get tossed, imma admit this - I sometimes put on makeup. I know, I'm a boy, but I like the way it looks. If I do it just right with the eyeliner, it makes my eyes look thinner and I think it's pretty. Sometimes, I'll go over to Sage's house and she'll teach me makeup stuff. She rarely does it on herself but she knows all the stuff about it.
[There's a chuckle, then a seemingly awkward pause.] Er... Now I dunno what all to say. Guess this'll be the end, then. Uh, Byebye!
[Recording ends.]
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Short stories/Story archive
Historia CortaA collection of short stories I wrote! These are all being moved from my account on Quotev since I'm going inactive on there. Each chapter will have trigger warnings as needed, so look out for those please!
