JOIN THE DAB POLICE! IT. IS. NOT. COOL. ANYMORE!
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So, as many of you know...I am an antisocial bean. So when my niece wants to come into my room and hang with me, I turn her down many times. Not trying to be mean...but my room is my sanctuary. It's my place to hide, isolate and relive anxiety and anger. I feel like we all have that.
So I finally let her in. Sitting on my bed, she starts talking to her imaginary friend. She looks into the air and says: "Why aren't you saying anything?"
So as the (semi) good aunt that I am, I started voice acting her imaginary friend for her.
She fell in love. For a good 10 minutes, I was using one straight voice. Then she looks at me and goes: "I want a different voice for her."
I sigh and do it, and suddenly my voice hits a hoarse spot. Then straightens out again. My throat is gonna hurt so much tomorrow....
And she most likely wants me to do it again.
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AléatoireHey guys! If you dont mind pouring of feels and weird rambling, then you may read my diary! I dont care, i have deep secrets but none of them will be in here so, if thats what ya came for, get outta here!
