Dialogue Essay

Tom slammed the door behind him, and walked to his vehicle, which had been parked askew in the driveway in his earlier haste to get inside to Lila. It was only when he entered, and the sound of the ignition broke the silence, and the headlights, the darkness, that he paused to think of what had occurred. Regardless of the surprise gift that had arrived at his office, and the note that had accompanied it, Tom instinctively knew that the acts he’d perpetrated inside weren’t what Lila had wanted. How could any women wish to be struck about the face, called a slut and a whore, and be humiliated and degraded by the man she loved. Possibly in a roleplay, but that hadn’t been roleplay, or what Lila had wanted, but what Tom had. And the, recognition, of the stranger who’d invaded his mind, and raped his wife brought a nausea to the pit of his stomach, and as Tom reversed the car, with his gaze fixated on the living room windows, he wound

"Smile" she said with a weird grimace forming on her face.I feel so violated bu my guts is telling me that the worst hasnt even reared it's ugly face yet. I'm worried for my sisters I havent seen then since yesterday. or was that two days ago. That bright light made it hard to tell weather it was night r day. After the photos, she left me again only this time when she's opened the dead bolt, i heard what sounded like Geraldine's soft sobs. before i as blindfolded and led into the creepy vehicle.

For many German women, the memory of being raped was something they sublimated and never spoke about. In the midst of the novel the author begins questioning what rape means. When she first spoke the word and it sent shivers down her spine. Then she began writing it, thinking it, and saying it out loud. A few pages ahead and the author is appalled at herself by saying “I don’t want to touch myself, can barely look at my body. … for the filth I am now”(75). One night a Soviet major stays with the author where she deals with her emotions by sobbing, bawling, and howling into his lap all of her grief. The major strokes her hair; She asks him to be gentle as he goes about his “raping”. In the later parts of the novel the author claims to be dealing with the rapings with a sense of humor. Her and Herr Pauli crack jokes about two women saying “how it would be a good idea to send some of the boys her way” speaking about the lesbian who dressed as a man. As for the eczema infected woman, she visited the author and her entourage late one night after her encounter with some Russian soldiers. The woman grins as she says “So that’s what I’ve spent seven years waiting

“Anna’s mother and brother have been murdered” Mrs. Cuzak says “Umm. Wait, what?” I say. “They’ve been murdered, Anna’s mother and brother.” she replies. “She heard you the first time.” Anna yells. I didn’t even realize she was in here. “OMG!! Anna, are you okay.” “Oh yes. I’m just so freaking happy, whipee. My families dead, my families dead!!!!!” Anna yells. “That’s not what I meant.” I tell her. “Well then you should probably say what you mean the first time, so

The man handed me a hankercheif of pity, and I buried my face in the small napki. My God, I was immature. Almost sixteen and crying in front of the entire mall..._nce upon a time, there was a little girl named Elle. Elle was a very good girl. She always listened to her Mommy and Daddy, and hated dissapointing people. But when Elle grew up, she got arrested..._ The same story rewinds over and over in my head as I sit in the police station, waiting for Maria to arrive. It’s already been five hours since I was put to my “arrest.” When I least expect it, Maria barges through the door, a few hair curlers still askew in her hair. Dark bags float underneath her eyes. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO GET ARRESTED, YOU SCUM BAG!” Maria roars furiously. “DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO GET HERE?! “ Her face fires up into a red masterpiece. I shake my head. “I’m sorry, Mar-“ “YOU KNOW WHAT?” she replies, fuming with fury.”I DON’T CARE. JUST GET IN THE CAR!” I am slightly relieved Maria has come so angry, for hoping the police might notice. No such luck. The police looked as bored as ever, setled back in their rock hard chairs. Where was help when you needed

When I completed interpreting my monologue, I knew there were some strengths and weaknesses of my performance. First of all, I used different pitches in my oral interpretation in order to contribute to Jaques’s character. I also used a variety of tones throughout my performance to show emotions. These vocal delivery techniques enhanced my performance. I also looked up at the audience quite frequently in order to have eye contact and engage with my audience. Therefore, I did not just simply read my monologue off of my piece of paper. Making eye contact with the audience helps the gain the audience’s attention. Similarly, I projected and articulated the words well, which helps the audience understand and hear what I am saying. However, I did

““It was kind of lazy and jolly, laying off comfortable all day, smoking and fishing, and no book nor study.”

We have a girl that has been stabbed in the chest 3 times she still is breathing but not that good we need an ambulance right away! They finally arrive , but something else goes wrong the clerk is gone someone has token him away I know I herd someone screaming but I didn’t think it was him , the police tried to help me find him , he was nowhere to be found , now what do I do whos going to be next me ? hel the police seem like they are along with this they aren’t really worried about this problem, it seems like nobody’s worried about this but me. Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Come on and play I have some candy for you ahhhh I don’t wont candy ! its not good for your teeth, ugh where are you taking me to wherever youre going I don’t want to go leave me here, please im begging you and where is my sister what did you do with her? (man speaks) “don’t worrie about that she’s in good hands , jus worrie about where youre going to ha ha ha that’s all you have to worrie about .”

Six and his father had been very close to one another, as Six respected and looked up to his father. His father taught him to take pride in his own nobility and empyrean bloodline, as well as value and develop his own intelligence through studies. Despite this closeness, Six had not been aware of his father’s illegal and corrupt actions. Eric Snow would promise his son of a bright future ahead of him, as he would begin negotiating with his close friend and great emperor, Jason Rose III on plans for Isaac to marry Emily. Isaac would then accompany his father at all times, allowing him to learn the ways of a nobleman and the daily activities of the government and empire. Preparing him for the possibility of becoming the emperor, and being close

Louise soon learned to enjoy when he left. “Why Richard comes by almost every night now. I’ve spoke to him many times. He’s a real kind man. But not once has he ever mentioned a sister why?” Josephine decided to stay late that night. It wasn’t long till Louise understood there was another woman. It actually made her happy. “Well then maybe he can let me be and marry her!” she shouted with joy to Josephine. “Yeah so he can kill that woman too? Louise, please stop working so hard you know the doctors said you shouldn’t strain yourself. I entirely blame that man for your heart disease. I have no doubts! He has you working like a slave around here!” Josephine really did worry for her sister. Even with the medications, Louise always spoke of the great pain constantly in her chest. Josephine promised herself she would come over more often to help with all the work. “Well, coming over here I already had confirmed it was true. I’ve spoken to Richard a few times about and he feels awfully bad about the whole situation. He seemed really concerned for you..Even offered to take you out, get your mind off things..” Feverish Louise replied, “ Josephine! I am a married women! Anyways, even if I begged for a

She look at the prizefighter car. She eye Sofia wristwatch. She say to Sofia, All your children so clean, she say, would you like to work for me, be my maid? Sofia say, Hell no. She say, What you say? Sofia say, Hell no. Mayor look at Sofia, push his wife out the way. Stick out his chest. Girl, what you say to Miss Millie? Sofia say, I say, Hell no. He slapped her.” (Walker 37)

“Yes mom, i’m fine.” John lies. “Are you sure? I overheard you in here crying to yourself asking why.” John mom says. “I can’t tell you mom, if I tell you, we’re both gonna die.” John cries. The door flies open and John’s mom rush over to his bed. “What do you mean we’re gonna die, John?!” She yells. “I can’t tell you mom! I don’t want to die!” He cries. “John, you know you can tell me anything! Tell me what’s going on, I am your mother and I am not going to let anything or anyone hurt you!” She cries. “Mom, you have to promise me that you’re not going to say anything, please.” John begs. “Okay, I promise sweetie.” “Okay, so when you went to the store today, Uncle Ben came into my room and he pulled my pants down. He was trying to have sex with me mom.” John said. John’s mom eyes grew bigger than her head and her mouth dropped. “He did what now?!” She screamed. “Yeah mom, he tried to have sex with me after I refused and begged him to stop.” John cried. “How could he do such a thing to you..to me?” Josh mom said. “I’m going to call the police on him first thing in the morning.” she said. “No mom! You can’t do that! He said that he would kill us if I said anything!” John yelled furiously. “Sweetie, he can’t do anything if he is in prison, I promise you! We will be safe and he won’t be able to hurt anyone else anymore.” John’s mom said. “You promise me?” John asked. “I promise sweetie, now get you some rest.” she said

It’s ten o'clock pm, and i’m on a plane to illinois to start a new life. My old life was horrible, and that’s why I decided to move into a new state, to meet new people, and friends. “Just thirty more minutes till the plane lands.” I said to myself. The person sitting next to me was talking on their phone when they suddenly hung up, and I noticed they were on the verge of crying. “What’s wrong?” I asked them. “I just found out my sister in law was murdered two days ago.” “Did they find the body? Or the killer?” I asked while trying to sound interested. “No, they don’t know who or what killed her, and they couldn’t find the body.” After a few minutes of awkwardly trying to comfort a stranger I noticed that the plane was about to land.

“Hello, Martin,” she said, and laughed, and pushed the stop button. “H-h-how do-o-o you know” Martin stopped and took a deep breath “my name?” She smiled and just kept looking at me. Then all of a sudden saying “you know I have been seeing you around a lot.” “ummm oh really u-h I haven’t noticed you.” I said trying to be brave. And to my lie all she did was laugh. “Wow you are very funny I saw you looking at me and I only have one question.” she leaned down to my eye level and whispered in my ear “wanna come with me?” “um w-w-wait WHAT NO WHY WOULD I DO THAT!!??” I screamed at her. She looked mad and flung straight up like a board flinging back as tall as she could and said “fine I guess this is going to be a kidnapping too!” “W-W-WAIT WHAT!!!!!!!!” I wailed and fought back but it did no good I mean I was broken for at least a week…or two.

When John left to get a drink, my good friend Julie came over our table to greet me. She took John's seat and asked, "Are you enjoying yourself? You look like you’ll rather be somewhere else." "To tell you the truth Julie, I wish I was." She smiled. "Years ago I experience what you are going through right now. I attended a party with my ex and he tried to rekindle what we had." "What did you do?" "I fucked him." I choked on my wine as she laughed. "I was single, he was single. Neither one