Discovering Your Voice Novels & Stories

My mind roared, and suddenly I had a grasp of my inner self. No more would I be the boy that people oppressed! No more would I be the boy that girls reject! And no more would I be the stepson that gets maltreated by his wicked stepmother. "Firstly, you need to learn how to use your powers," a familiar voice thundered. I looked around but couldn't find anything or anyone with me. "How do I do this?" I groaned inwardly, and I was shocked once more when the familiar voice spoke again. "Focus! Just focus. Let your mind teach you ." The voice in my head blasted, and I paid attention to every word. "Let your mind direct you," it roared again.

Out of nowhere a voice appears and I whirl around on my feet as I try to search for the source of it. The voice sounds eerie and almost beautiful but I can hear an undertone to it that gives me the creeps. Cocking my head to the side I listen a bit harder trying to decipher what it is saying. “you will never amount to anything if you do not learn to love. The key that you seek to life is your deepest regret. A close mouth may never get fed but once open famine is farthest away.”

I answer her. "Correct. If you were to try somebody's voice that you do not know too well then you would encounter the problem of not knowing their voice well enough but in this instance it is the opposite. You know every part of him so well that you cannot peel it apart yet. Soon, you will be able to do it with his voice as well but until then, keep practicing with other people's voices." She says to me. I sit there and think for a minute about what she is saying. If that is true then maybe I would be able to hear some voices that I have not heard in a long time. Some that I thought I might never hear again.

I made sure my voice sounded like what I look like. “Your face said otherwise. You will love the next hit,”

“You keep proving it.” I wasn’t sure what to do with that. So I didn’t do anything. “Start with breath,” he said. I did. It steadied me faster than I expected. “Good. Now heartbeat.” I found it. Still too fast, but not wild. “Now,” he said softly, “we start with voices.” I blinked. “Voices?” “Yes.” “That sounds… creepy.” “It’s not,” he said. “It’s awareness. Learning which sounds are yours, which aren’t, and which ones only pretend to be.”

But the voice was the hardest part. The first time I tried to sound like a man, it came out like a frog with a cold. Weak and fake. I stood in front of the mirror and pushed sound from the bottom of my chest, from a place I had never used before. It felt wrong, like I was trying to cough up a hairball. But I kept going. I said simple things over and over. "Yes, sir." "Understood." "I am ready." My throat got raw and sore, but by the end of the second day, I could make a voice that sounded like a teenage boy going through puberty. It was not perfect, and it could slip at any moment, but it was enough to maybe fool someone who was not paying close attention.

A man's voice. Breaking.

I have to find my voice and do something to see it! So I started to run through all this suffocation, but no matter what, I couldn't reach! It was becoming more and more painful! But I didn't leave! I didn't give up and started to search for the voice again, running everywhere I can go no matter how suffocating it feels. I wanted the voice back! I wanted to hear it again, and that's when I felt some of the other voices again, but it is not the same voice that I have been looking for!

"Mommy, don't listen to him! He's the one who appeared out of nowhere and started stealing all my nutrients! Now, he even wants to make you misunderstand me!" Lucky's voice rang out, so aggrieved and pitiful that it made my heart ache. I quickly patted my belly to comfort him. "Don't worry, Lucky. I won't believe in some random, unexplained voice!" I looked around, trying to find the source of the other voice, only for it to appear again. "Mom, stop looking. I'm Sunny, I'm right inside your belly!