A monologue I did in English.
Yuhp, Ok I’ll see you guy’s soon! But remember keep low, move fast and don’t talk unless it’s ABSOLOUTELY necessary…
(Walks away)
It feels weird leaving Fi and Homer together… in the back of my landie, I mean I no they both like each other and all, but their both from completely different sides of the world and I just can’t get my head around… how they can be… be so perfect for each other…
(Keeps Walking, Slower tone)
(Sighs) Should I be frightened walking alone… here in the dark… because I’m not I can’t be… the feel of the cool night air seems to kiss and hug my body all over… and the smell of the wattle seems to add, a sweetness to the air… and one that I haven’t smelt in a while…
(Walks Slower)
I’m walking slowly… but I want to see lee… or do I? Yes I do, I do but… but not to quickly! I can’t wait to see him… and see his sweet serious face that seems to know me even better then I know myself sometimes and his smile and his eyes…
(Angry tone)
ARHHGG! Stop it! Is even right to be thinking of love and boy’s at a time like this… I mean in the middle of a war! In MY country… I grew up on this land I feel like… I feel like I’m made from its soil… and ARHG those soldiers they make me so mad they think like they own us, it’s as if were scum to them… they don’t care about us or our families… they just do whatever there told!
(Softer tone (pause)
and we can do as much as we can to help, and try as hard as we can… but it’s more than just trying to keep ourselves alive… it’s doing this for our family and everyone else that’s locked up in that show ground…
(Slow quite scared tone)
Everyone needs something to fight and something to believe in… for me? For me that thing is Lee… and at the end of a dream there’s always Lee… When I wake up… There he is again… he’s the one person that keeps me going… not my family or even my closest friend… but Lee.
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