Guilliean reads part of her short story. Stream it and read along with the text! Finally. Lunch. I could unwind for 60 minutes away from the madness and try to get back to square one before I would have to go back for another three hours and do it all again. What am I doing with my life? Why did I accept this job? Oh, that’s right, because I’ve got bills. How many other people have jumped into the abyss and been okay? Why am I so afraid? These were the same questions I asked myself as I prepared my…

Guilliean reads her short story. Stream it and read along with the text! Photo by Ezequiel Garrido on Unsplash “What a pretty balloon,” remarked the lady. I looked up. It was a plain latex balloon, purple, tied off with two strings, weighed down by yellow, heart-shaped weights. “Is it yours?” she asked. I shrugged. “I don’t know.” “Well, you should take it,” she said. “It suits you.” I shook my head. Wherever I was going, I didn’t need a balloon. I began to walk. I wasn’t even sure where I was. I wasn’t even sure where I was going. But…

Kendra the AI reads the short story of the same name. Stream it and read along with the text! I created their world seven days ago. Now, I will have to wait to hear from anyone. You don’t get honesty from a girl like me every day. Unlike some deities, I’m not selfish. Throughout my life, I have been taught to share what I have with others in our sick, sad world. The ultimate microcosm of life is where the objects of my imagination can live freely like birds. They could practice the ancient arts of love, war, magic, and…