Babysitting Monologue

I know there’s lots of explaining to do about the baby I have next to me and the crime I committed I just want you to know I’m sorry. When I left England and arrived in Boston I waited two years all by myself waiting for you to arrive. You never came I knew you had to stay for some time back in England because they needed you studies, since you were a scholar one of the smartest people there. I never heard any news on what happen to my husband I know that you know that I married you for your money ,but still I can worry I am a human being and my worries are truly for when you didn’t arrive. When you arrived when you did that gesture signifying I recognize and l knew my husband right always, and you still knew my after two years apart.

Throughout the years my siblings and I have been in many different performances, whether for dance, tumbling, or acting. Now, with all these performances there have been at least a few mishaps. One particular incident I remember quite well happened when I was playing the role of Jo March in the play Little Women.

Intro this monologue takes place in a small town in Texas its about a family of three the father mother and daughter. The father lost his job and became an abusive alcoholic and the daughter had enough listen to it, then the next morin she is in the sheriff’s office and her mother in the hospital with the father in the morgue. (The daughter has heavy accent and I tried to put that into my words, so some words will not be spelled correctly.)

You know in those animes where the cute new kid sits down next to the loner girl then they fall in love and have stupid adventures together all in the span of twelve episodes? I sure do, but we all know that would never happen in real life. Right? Right? Dear god, please tell me I'm right...

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All those years of me getting aggravated cause my makeup, hairbrush, straightner, and hair products went missing, is cathcing up with Jeff. He never could understand why I would get so upset! Now, the girls are gone and we have boys and guess what? Jeff can't find any of his tools and he ain't liking it! And this momma is loving

- Tom, I want to tell you a story, - said Phil, slightly nervously. It hurt him to remember the past. - Twenty-five years ago I lived in a completely different city, where my son was born. His name was Tom, like you. When he was sixteen, he was smitten with a girl, and all at them were good, until she met another and not abandoned my son. At first he worried, but after a couple of months he's good over there, and it all got

Over spring break I spent the whole time with my grandma because my parents and my mom's mom, went on a croose. Me and my grandma had a lot of fun, so not going on a croose didn't matter that much. My grandma met my mom in the school parking lot, after my mom checked my out an hour after lunch. Then me and my grandma took the hour drive to get to her house. The next morning my grandma took her dog Ollie outside on a leash. Then everyone got there stuff together after we got dressed. Then we left for Brandson. Later that night me, my grandpa, and my grandma all went out to eat. "Do you know the one thing we left back at the house"? My grandpa asked my grandma right before we left. "what"? My grandma asked. "Ollie's cennal". My grandpa replied.

Once upon a time there was an 15 year old boy or adult, his name was Adam he played football. He was pretty good at football. All he wanted was to date a girl that liked him, like the one girl that he sit’s with every day. She just turned 15. She has brownish, reddish hair, about 5’4, and her name is Danielle. She was the head cheerleader and she was pretty good at it to. He likes her, but he doesn’t know that she likes him. It’s Sunday and he can’t sleep he’s so anxious to sit with her or even see her. The weekend kill’s him he can’t stand to be away from her. When he wakes up to get dressed in the morning to go to school his mom walks in said crying and said that his great grandma had passed away at 5:30 p.m and we have to go to her funeral.

I was talkin’ to Mama and she just doesn’t understand. She just don’t get it, does she. I mean how could she? I like Mr. Morrison n all but Papa told me to take care of them. Not Mr. Morrison. I can handle all the things round here. Why I’m almost in 8th grade. I can do jus as much as him! I bet I even gotta better shot than him too. I don’t know why Mama don’t have no faith in me. There have been many times I’ve proven myself worthy.

It was on November 8,2011, we were at my aunt's house.We stayed the night with her and my cousin Candice and her husband Reko.That night we all stayed in her room,Candice and Reko slept in the bed together .At the time she was pregnant.So my brother and sister and two cousins slept on the floor in her room. My sister Zsaria and my Cousin Ashley,and I was fixing the floor for that we can get ready for bed. After that we all went in Candice room and got in the bed.That next day,she woke up and got in the shower,we were about to get dressed for church.Candice said “Zoe go to get mama”I said “okay”.So I went and got my aunt.My aunt said “What’s wrong Candice”?She said “Mama my water broke”!Candice Said “Zoe go get Reko.So I went and got Reko,After that we all hurried up and got dressed so that they can go to the hospital.I went and woke up the others so that we can to my house.As we're getting ready,I said “Candice what are you going to name the

A girl runs from room to room in a deserted house. She’s looking for somewhere to hide, but all the rooms are empty. Her hands open and close, grasping at the air as she careers from wall to wall and stumbles through doors. She runs down narrow stairs into the basement, the rasp of her breath rising above the low drone of the sound track. A fluorescent bulb hums and splutters, and throws shadows onto a crumbling brick wall and the stained concrete floor.

Wind softly blew against the waving trees, creating a lovely scene of falling leaves. The sun shone at its highest point in the sky. A boy sat in front of a tree with his eyes closed shut. The tree’s roots and branches stretched out as far as the eye could see. It stood firmly on the ground, keeping the boy in his resting position. This was the boy’s paradise. A place where he could be himself and in a peaceful environment. Where no one could bother him, yet one day when the boy closed his eyes once more he heard something strange. His brown eyes slowly opened and found themselves laying upon another pair of eyes. The deep and mysterious eyes stared into him. The icy look shook him to his core. Many pairs of eyes kept appearing everywhere around him. Surrounding the boy. Cornering him against the tree. He felt up the trunk only for it to crumble in his hands. The grass turned dark and ugly and the peacefulness became eerie. It was as if the world around him crumbled as the dark eyes stared into his very soul. His legs shook and trembled under him, he could barely stand up. The eyes continued to stare. Watching him. Judging him for all he’s done. They enveloped him into their darkness and left him stranded in emptiness. He tried finding an exit. Finding a way out. He couldn’t find a way to escape the darkness. A bright single light shined in the dark. The boy covered his eye with his bandaged up arms to shield himself, but nothing happened. The boy moved his arms to see what happened and stood before him was a man. The man moved his hand

was a tuesday and I had just gotten out of school. I was nervous and excited and my heart was beating 100 miles per hour. My sister was just born and I was anxious to see her. But I had to wait for my dad to pick me up from my mom’s house. I was taking the week off to spend time with her and to help my dad and his girlfriend with getting her situated at the house. After two hours he got to my house, The car ride was full of talk about the future and what she was gonna be like when she was older. When we arrived at the hospital we rushed down the hall to the room. When we walked in I saw my sister amaya. Her brown silver eyes lit my eyes and heart up. I knew at that moment that she would be my responsibility and I would take care of her with

The day I woke up to this soon to be life changing turn of events, I thought it was just going to be a normal day with my mom, not doing anything out of the ordinary or particularly special. I woke up late in the morning, like I always did on a morning in the summer time, and did nothing all day. I was just doing the usual things a twelve year old girl did in the summer: watch television, eat junk food and play on my phone. I was at my mom’s that day, but I was going to my dad’s house later that day to stay for the weekend. Mom and dad usually met up somewhere later in the day around four or five in the afternoon.