David McLina - Daddy - 2/9/27

[A high-pitched childish voice giggles and shrieks with excitement as the volume changes from extremely high to extremely low, likely due to the movement of the microphone toward and away from the mouth out of excitement]

Daddy! Guess what?! I figured out the passcode to your Audiolog! You should do better than mom's birthday next time, really. I didn't finish all of my dinner, and I'll clean up the mess I made tomorrow, dont worry. But I'm going to sleep now, in case you were wondering where I am!

[A loud crash is heard from the boy setting down the recorder, and the tape continues to play for over an hour. It can be assumed that the recorder runs out of unused tape by then, leaving a static sound that almost overpowers what sounds like cheering in the distance. Clearly, Michael McLina has left his son at home during this burning that he has spoken of, whether out of fear of warping him, or the avoidance of the hassle, is not displayed. However, Mr. McLina's emotional reaction seems to hint that it was a relatively disturbing experience, and is not to have been experienced by children. It also seems that he has purchased two of these "Audiolog" devices.]

Author's Note

This seems way too forced in my opinion. It doesn't seem natural at all, but I can't write for children to save my life.