Happy Feet Voice Novels & Stories

come on turn the radio on its Friday night and I won't be long I gotta peal my nails and put my high heels on it's Friday night and It won't be long till I hit the dance floor .......hit the dance floor I've gat all I need no I ain't got cash I ain't got cash but I gat you baby" Somebody pls pinch me is that Maddie singing God she has a good voice when I say good I mean a great voice I wish her soul is as good as her voice.

IN MY FEELINGS ADRAIN’S POV I woke up to the melodic sound of "Happy Birthday" echoing through my room, serenading me from every corner. The voice was familiar, and as I opened my eyes, my heart swelled with joy. It was my mother, standing by my bedside, a beaming smile lighting up her face. Gone were the traces of sadness that had haunted her for years. She seemed more alive and happier, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for the transformation.

" There was a long awkward silence and I bit my lip nervouslyas I waited for him to process everything that I had said. He stretched out his arm and held my hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. "I'm sorry about that. I bet you went through a lot." I smiled lightly. "Yeah but I'm used to it. There was a time when the kids at school made fun of how my voice sounds and I got scared of talking. My mom told me that at least I could talk properly and that made me happy." "I see. So, that's why you always tell me to be grateful."

My voice betrays me. Fuck.

Suddenly she listen his voice. "This is Ryan's voice He is singing. oh my got this can't be so perfect goodness. I want to see him right now. [Hope forgets everything she run towards the voice she listening. Ryan's voice are giving her goosebumps she was feeling like she had taken drugs and now she is feeling high with his voice surrounding her. She soon reaches the Radio Room.] *** Fading in, fading out On the edge of paradise Every inch of your skin is a Holy Grail I've got to find

‘Wake up Murphy’, a soft alarmed voice hit her consciousness, she was too familiar with this voice. ‘Murphy, wake up’ ‘It’s time to leave this caravan of remorse, let go of this little precious breath, pay this debt of weary soul to the land, for eternity is yours’, the calmness and concern of this voice brought to her a feeling of both hope and dismay, she wanted the voice to stay and keep talking to her, it felt peaceful to her ears, like a healing hand on her heart.

I breathed, my voice filled with awe and hope. Her voice, like a gentle breeze, reached out to me, though I could see it was taking her a lot of effort to even speak. Her voice came out raspy and choked but it felt like a faint echo of the melodious tones I had longed to hear. "Bait." It was the sweetest sound I had ever heard, the embodiment of hope and a promise of life returning to the world. My heart swelled with joy as I moved closer to her as if in a trance, drawn by her presence and her voice.

Just as I selected the photo, an anxious voice suddenly rang out in my mind, "Wait, Mom! You can't send that!" Startled, I looked up. However, I didn't see any children around. Who on earth had just spoken? Sensing my confusion, the voice spoke again, "Mom, it's me. I'm your baby!" I was even more confused. Was the baby in my belly talking to me? But it was only a fetus that had barely taken shape! The voice continued, "Mommy, you sent that message right after the checkup in your last life. Dad's secretary saw it and got jealous, so she ran off. The deal he was about to sign fell through. In the end, Dad blamed everything on you.

Fair. A familiar voice. Reasonable. A desperate voice. God. "LILY!" Fair. Everything stopped. Reasonable. Immediately. God. Because she knew that voice. Fair. Anywhere. Reasonable honestly. Then another voice. God. "PEANUT!" Fair. Mama. Reasonable. Dada. God. Then Lily jumped to her feet. Fair. Heart exploding. Reasonable. Hope exploding. God. Then she shouted back. Fair. As loud as she could.

I focused and thought his name once, and suddenly I heard his silky smooth voice in my head say, ‘Hey, baby. “Whoa! What?!” I freaked out and shook my head, taking two large steps away from him, not expecting his voice to come to me so clearly. It was like when you have a song stuck in your head and you hear it a certain way in your head, but then you put your headphones in and you really hear it clearly – this was like putting in headphones. Everyone laughed at my outburst. I exhaled and looked between all of them, “Okay, so I can summon others, but others can summon me? How does that work?”