A Dark Memory Lane

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A Dark Memory Lane 
Currently I am converting a short story into a novella which will then be converted to the new iBooks format for Apple's iPad. Part of the project I would like to do is have a voice actor record all or part of the book as an audio book to accompany the iBooks project.

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2012-07-16 13:06:48 GMT
2012-07-27 12:00:00 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) 
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Project Parameters

The Voice Actor should be located in:
Student or Non-for-profit student project - USD 500
1000 words or more
English - ANY
Young Adult Male
• Audio files must be delivered via email OR
• Audio files must be delivered via FTP/Dropbox/Google Drive/cloud
There are no special pre-, post-, or production requirements for this project.
Not defined
The voice seeker is willing to hire either union or non-union talents for this project

Script Details

custom demo required 
When I was 6 years old I was stolen. Today is the anniversary of my abduction. That’s why my wife is worried. That’s why I’m shaking. That’s why I’m not fine.

Exactly twenty-five years ago terrible things happened to me. Quarter of a century later and I’m still afraid to even think about any of it. To be honest, I probably can’t recall everything about what happened. So maybe my wife is right. If by writing about it, the door to those memories becomes unlocked, perhaps I can put all of it behind me once and for all.


The date is June 29th 1987. It is a Monday morning. First grade was over so I don’t have to go to school. My mother is cooking breakfast; French toast, my favorite. My father is still in bed, I think. He usually likes to sleep in on the weekends but like I said, it's a monday, so maybe he was home sick. Me, I am playing Super Mario Brothers. My mother tells me to turn it off because she’s tired of hearing the music over and over again. (…Do-do-do-dodo-do-do…) I ask If I can watch cartoon express instead, but she says not right now. I ask if I can go outside to play then. Rain has been coming down on and off but it has stopped for the moment and though the sky is still cloudy and likely to start raining again soon. She say’s it’s all right. “As long as you stay in the front yard,” she yells, “And come back in if it starts to rain!” Before she can finish the sentence I’m already slamming the door. “O.K.!” I yell back.

Outside, the remnants of a battle of He-man versus Voltron versus G.I. Joe versus M.U.S.C.L.E. are scattered across the yard. I’m looking for one of my figures, a green tiger with orange stripes from the He-man team. I don’t know if my friend next door, Roger, took it or if we buried it as a temporary casualty of war. That one is mine, so if he did take it, I’m going to be super pissed.

I wanted to go back in the house for a minute to use the phone and call Roger to find out if if he’s got my tiger. Maybe ask him if he can come out and play. I don’t do it though. I bet that my mother will say she’s had a change of heart and tell me that I can’t go back out again since it’s looking more and more like it’s going to rain. So instead of making a call, I decide to cross the street and knock on his door. Even though my mother said to stay in the yard, I don’t think she would care. I’m six and I know to look both ways before crossing the road.

As soon as I close my gate, a rusty old red van starts coming down my block. I wait for it to pass so I can cross the road. Instead of driving by, it slows down, then stops right in front of me. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen the van before. Didn’t it just drive by my house a few minutes ago? The driver’s side window rolls down. “Hey kid,” the man, says. It sounds as if he knows me. I look at him wondering if he’s one of my friends’ fathers. His hair is cut short and jet-black. There is some stubble on his face, which partially covers a long scar on his cheek. I think he looks sort of familiar, but with the dark sunglasses, (kind of like the pair Magnum P.I. wears) I’m not completely sure who he is. “Hi,” I say. “Aren’t you Tanya’s dad?” He smiles. “No; Not Tanya’s dad.”

The smile, something was wrong with his smile. Even at 6 I knew that. Underneath his friendly grin I could see the darkness. It is a smile that makes kids remember that they’re not supposed to talk to strangers. 
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