The Day You Hear My Voice 소설 & 이야기

Gross! As early as 6:AM yesterday loud voices woke me up from my slumber. At first, it was a dream where I was on call, before I knew it, it was- "Die by Fire Die by Thunder Collapse and die." I heard. Disgusted, I attempted dropping the call ,but I still heard it, even when I shut down the phone. Finally I woke up and realized it was my neighbours, probably the flat on the other building opposite ours, praying.

I can't feel anything. All I can hear is only the voice.. The voice I am very known to. The voice I could recognise in any condition. The voice... The very voice that is the reason for my destruction. The voice of Antonio. My first love...

Back in the present, there was a steady breathing sound in the conference room, the quiet space around her made June want to stay that way, there was no incident, no obnoxious voice of anyone else, just like that and a good night's sleep until the next day. But life is not like a dream, just as June is slowly falling asleep, suddenly... Beam... "It's time to wake up, June." The familiar hateful voice sounded again, June helplessly let out a sigh, even Keitha in the distance heard it, but there was nothing she could do to help June. As for June, after letting out a breath and slowly opening his eyes, he also gathered the strength to sit up straight. Looking at June's snoring form, Keitha also

Even the wolf-spirit grass buried deep underground, not yet broken through the soil, trembled faintly at the edge of my awareness. I knew it then. My ability had finally awakened. My father pushed the door open just as I was standing at the window. "Layla." His voice was tight. I turned. He was standing in the doorway, staring at me, his eyes already red. Then he smiled—proud, overwhelmed, barely holding it together. "My daughter," he said, crossing the room and pulling me into his arms. "You've finally awakened." I pressed my face into his chest and let out a soft "Mm."

My entire body pausing, eyes falling on the door. “What is it, boy? What do you hear?” Fatima whispers, My breath catches in my throat as I strain to hear him. “...therefore, our findings depicts…” I can’t hear everything over the thud of my own beating heart. Over the loudness of my own heart. No matter how many times I tell it to quiet down, because I need to hear for myself exactly what he is saying. As if it mattered. I just needed to hear his voice. “As usual, I knew we could count on you.”

I jolted awake, heart pounding, that voice echoing in my head. The same tone, those exact words, the same crushing sadness I'd heard in fragments two days ago. Right here in my room .....

“Jackson M’Call.” I'd only heard his voice once that day on campus, but it has stayed with me. That voice has played over and over again in my head, like a broken record. I could never get that record to stop, for his words to stop replaying in my head. So yes, I recognized his voice immediately. “You,” I snarled, slowly getting to my feet, my hands clenched.

The voice continues as though I hadn’t interrupted. “Closer, closer, closer to your destiny,“ The voice is becoming clearer, but I feel only more confused. “What do you mean, my destiny?“ I call back. “Can you hear me?“ “Find it. Find it. You must find it.” The voice continues. The quote you have to find it.” “Find what? Please, tell me! Who are you?“ I call out. The Voice does not respond. Instead, my own words echo back at me, becoming louder and louder: “Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?” As my words become louder, the moon glows brighter and brighter until I’m blinded.

"Honey….honey…….are you okay…..?" "Screeee………..paaaaaa!!!" My car collided with another car, the phone, fell from my hand and my head hit on the wheel making me pass out Hours later……. All I could see was darkness, I fought to open my eyes but it seemed impossible, "Honey……can you hear me…." "Sweetheart it's me your wife" I kept on hearing my darling voice, I tried to talk but I found out I lost my voice, I fought to open my eyes but I couldn't I can't even shift any part of my body all I could see and sense is darkness

As expected, I immediately heard my unborn baby’s thoughts. “Mom, please don’t call Grandpa and Grandma! They favor boys over girls. If they learn that I’m a girl, they will definitely poison you until you have a miscarriage. I really want to live!” I held my phone tightly, and I did not rush to make a decision. In the past, on the day when I found out about my pregnancy, I had heard the baby’s whisper. I just thought that it was a blessing from God, and I blindly trusted every single word that the baby said.