April 1, 2010
By Ryan Magdic GOLD, Sussex, Wisconsin
Ryan Magdic GOLD, Sussex, Wisconsin
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Everyone in my family has different voices. My dad has a voice like thunder, and is a thunderstorm when he yells. Sometimes I get scared and want run away. My voice is what you would get if you crossed a bear with a warm, towel. It’s crazy but true. My brother’s voice is like a puppy, like a puppy, and he uses it to get what he wants. It really annoys me when he does that.
My mother’s voice tells you that everything is going to be OK. You lose all worries and just want to give her a big hug. She can make it so I’m not mad at her just by saying anything with that beautiful voice. She can change what you’re feeling with her voice. She may be an angel.

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