Danng Monologue

“With the knife I had, I opened his chest to that place…. I inserted the knife point, and with great difficulty, at last i pulled it out”

I have been in a number of programs and extracurricular activities at Lincoln H.S. that helped me define my career goals and challenged me to the fullest. As I finish my journey from High School, I began to slowly realize that their was nothing tangible I had offered to this community, but I what I did offer was myself. Being on the Mustang Varsity team there was always this one person who showed me how to be the best tennis player. His name was David Dinh. David had shown me that their was more to tennis than winning the game, it was about having fun with your teammates/coaches and building relationships with others through a simple rally. His leadership skills and enthusiasm for this sport had influence my own perspective of

My name is Jimmy Nguyen and I have previously volunteered at Toronto Pearson's Runway Run during kit pickup. As I am entering university this fall and am in the process of applying for scholarships, I was wondering if it would be possible for you to provide a reference letter for me? I understand if you cannot provide one, please just let me know. I appreciate you taking your time to read this email in any case, thank you.

I remember when we were little kids, me and Banquo would always go to each other house's to play and one day we decided to play outside on a rainy day and we came home with muddy clothes and shoes, we were inseparable. Banquo, the person who we are all here gathered to honor was my best friend since we were both kids and I will never forgot him and always and forever keep him in my thoughts. As I said Banquo and I were inseparable as kids, we did everything together. Banquo and I lived near each other which worked to our benefit since their wasn't a day were we weren't playing soldiers or some other game we would invent. In our prime years we started to play grown up games and tried our best to prove that we were grown ups and not

As you gaze upon the starry night, you recall what you once called home. The South was your home until your father drove you out. Although the streets molded you into who you are, your subconscious refuses to modernize. As you dwell upon these thoughts, Bono shakes you into reality. He hands you a can of beer and tunes the radio to the World Series. “It is Friday night, payday, and the one night of the week … [you] engage in a ritual of talk and drink.” (1)

I stood at the very rock where she had last lied. Her putrid string of words interfering with my line of sight. I had only met her days back, however, I had felt I had known her for eternity. A constant pressure of darkness looming over my back.

Why did I do this," his arms became heavy now as he hacked and pulled the space behind him shortening as he could sense the space ahead, but not see it. "So close," hack and pull the machete was covered with thick sap, making it heavier and harder to cut. "Stupid, stupid, stupid," he said louder and louder as his arms were a whirlwind of motion the brambles behind beginning to reach out, starting to wrap around his feet and legs as he struggle to pull up. Pants and feet beginning to be bound as he pulled up, the next adrenaline rush was all fear this time, his breath short and in gasps as he felt himself closed in. The branches and brambles reaching for him, to smother him, cover

My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.

“Is this a dagger which I see before me | the handle towards my hand?“

Again, he had visualized a new story of the victim's death. The attacker initiated the brawl causing the victim to fight back through scratching and punching (only known by skin left under fingernails and slight bruising of the phalanges). The attacker then revealed a knife causing the victim to react in some fashion. At some point in time, the knife was driven into the victim's hypogastric region. The victim persisted the attacker but failed to do much damage due to his condition. During this time, the attacker kicked and punched the victim to the point of immense pain. The victim fell to the ground face first into the dirt resulting in traces of the dirt being found in the victim's nasal cavity. The victim tried to get up in order to run away but instead was cut with the knife. The disabled victim well to the ground, again and was then hit in the nasus causing cranial

Blank Blood poured from my wrist, Streaming down as I pulse my fist. Swallowed the pain and tore the skin, Used my old blood stained pin. Black blood poured to the floor, Cry and screaming, slashing for more.

Ledan gave a nod of acknowledgement, pleased he’d not bothered a random stranger, though it had been unlikely. Fleetwood occasionally got tourists, being a typical quaint New England town, but it was in the absolute middle of nowhere and was no hotspot. A second complete stranger in the local diner was, while not unheard of, not very likely. “Glad to hear it.” he replied though a slightly awkward chuckle before sitting down in the seat opposite Damon. “It’s a small town kiddo, and I’ve lived here a fair while now, most people here either know me or have seen me around. I'm the last person in the world who’d stick out in this diner.” he pointed out. He scooted to the left slightly to get a bit comfortable before signalling to one

he shouldn’t have done that. if he left taeyong’s drink alone, he could’ve went through the day without a hitch, and a broken nose. the fact that taeyong doesn’t like to share his drinks or food because the fact that saliva from others is disgusting is widely known. well, the guy with the brain of albert einstein decided, “hey! it’d hilarious to spit in lee taeyong’s drink and let him drink it!” little did that fucker know, taeyong can pack a goddamn punch.

Despite the men buzzing with thrill and excitement to witness that a lanky scrawny man like me is going against a menacing undefeatable wall of restrain. I could still perceive my heart pound like a thousand drum as adrenaline rush through my brain. Coldly i begin move towards the wall. As i placed both feet on the stone my feet decided to plant itself onto the stone due to the horrific nature of the outcome my body becomes still. But fear propelled me to leap toward the rope getting hold of it i realise that gravity was acting against me, the rope was as slippery as a politicians conscience my grasp begin to loosen, my palms are feeling restless. Upon getting to the tip of the brick I could detect an unpleasant odour of gas coming from the chamber surrounding me and it pulling me back with a force mightier than storm itself.

Watching me from afar. Who could be there? Behind me? The suspense was quickly building up and so was my fear. The fear to turn around and face whatever it is behind me. I only continued to get more and more filled with freight and the bad possibilities. I just couldn’t imagine the terror that awaited me once I turned around. My curiosity begged me to turn around and see what it was. If I’m going to die, I might as well see the killer. I built up the courage to turn around. I slowly turned around, and my heart completely stopped. The only thing I seen before getting impaled was a mask. After that, everything went black. I can’t believe my life is already coming to an end. “Why now? Why here? Why me? I can’t just die now. I haven’t lived very long at all.” I grabbed the weapon that impaled me and clenched my grip as hard as I could and jabbed as hard and fast as I could at the killer. I tried my best to defend myself and end this killers terror. I felt like the end was near. The killer was dead or was dying; they weren’t gonna bother me anymore, that’s all I knew. They were motionless on the floor. I quickly called 911 and tried my best to save myself. After I made the call everything went