[Light shines on a women in her early twenties sitting on a kitchen floor. Bottles of pills surround her with several tablets scattered from her knocking them off the table.]

Natalee:[Slowly and breathlessly] The room in spinning.

It’s like I’m stuck in a permanent high….

[Begins to sob]I am losing the love of my life.

I am questioning my sexuality, I am losing my family.

[She holds her arms around her body. She clenches her fists trying to make the vessels pop.]

What is wrong with me??? Why can’t I just be OK and normal? I don’t need to live I will do anything to rib myself of this pain!!!

[Light shines on a razor blade lying on the floor a foot across from her.]

[Quietly]Maybe its the right choice..

[She picks up the razor and cradles it in her hand like a child; tears dropping onto the blade]

I should….But what about Brandon? [She looks toward the bedroom where her husband is sleeping unaware of the situation]

Maybe I could kill him too…Or maybe I could just leave and do it somewhere else..or I could buy a gun… yes I shall buy a gun and do it that way!

[Scene Ends]