Examples Of Dramatic Monologue

It wasn’t always easy. As a matter of fact, it was never easy for us. I’m sure you’d have agreed. Surely it was tough for you to let us go, but I want you to know that I’m thankful you did.

Black stage two stop light one two figures dressed in black. On the floor in fetal postions

Thank you for taking an interest in the role! I really appreciate it. — So I have some background for the Emilia role, but it's open to creative freedom. She, Brandon (me) and the Kit all grew up on the bad side of town (I haven't picked a location yet, as I wanted everyone's input once I got the group together) She and Brandon are very close, almost like siblings, and he's very protective of her; they have a relationship like Dom and Mia from Fast and the Furious.

“So I ended up not calling anybody. I came out of the booth,

So uh.... for some reason everyone used a different size for the collab... so I ended up messing around trying to fix the sizes and crap... Oh god. I don't actually know what the original size was so sorry if its a bit off... (Also, Kanji was really blurry... like really blurry... so I tried to sharpen him ._. sorry...

I awoke to beams of a dozen spotlights, my vision gradually adjusted to the brilliant white light which illuminated everything around me. The realization that I had fallen asleep during rehearsal caused my eyes to widen in utter shock and confusion.

Nothing was heard, only the water droplets that drops from the crack ceiling. Making a small puddle on the ground, having mice roaming around the place.

I have something I need to tell you. It feels weird announcing this, because nothing has changed. I feel exactly as I’ve always felt, and I’m still the same person I’ve always been, I’ve just accepted a few things. It  almost feels pointless to say, because it seems so obvious to me, but I think I should tell you anyway. I don’t know how exactly to explain myself, because it’s how I’ve always felt, but I’ll try help you to understand without writing down every thought I’ve ever had.

Dark Place – JEFFREY: Does it matter to you that I am going mad? Not sure I can go away and reflect on it. Not sure I can get through my own madness.

“Concentrate, Aiden!” He clapped his hands. “Please you really need to focus. This is important. Children have to be careful when they venture into the forest. There’s a pack of wild, voracious wolves with gaping mouths reeling with fangs and forked tongues each as thick as my wrist. They roam the woods, ten feet or more, and then hung in the trees, breathing raggedly tasting your scent, considering how best to devour you. As a matter of fact only, the other day several of them snatched a baby elf out of its sleeping mother’s arms and thrashed the poor little dear to pieces.

I am in Selma, as usual. Us Trees are doing just fine. This was an eventful few weeks. It was wonderful before all the commotion happened. My part of town is in a doozy of a situation. The humans marched for their voting rights, and an unfortunate thing happened. While crossing the Edmund Pettus Bridge, the marchers were brutally attacked by cops and deputies. There was tear gas being thrown and people being clubbed. I saw dozens of ambulances whizz by. Such a tragic sight to see. It is a good thing that the humans are standing up for their rights' though. The day the marchers marched by me, there was a crisp smell of change in the air. These people knew that things were going to change. They were profusely sweating, yet still

My drama paragraph: Your mother's "trying to help" days are coming to an end, and the time is coming to let it go. This is a final attempt to reach you saying everything conceivable down to the last atom of my energy. Being strong-minded (in your head) hasn't allowed your heart and spirit to listen and hear the pleas from your children, Grandpa, sister, and parents!!! If this last "try to help" as your "fairy godmother" doesn't work, your parents' twilight years will be peaceful, but with deep sorrow.

As Antonio reached the palace entrance, he realised he had to see the regidor before going. He returned, knocked on the outer door and went in. ‘Ah, Señor Hidalgo, said the private secretary. I hope your meeting with the armourer went well.’

“That brings to me to what I came here for, Capone, please take a walk with me. I have something genuinely important that I must discuss with you in private. You must know by now that I wouldn’t ask for you unless it was something significant,” he announced as he walked outside of the room as if he expected Al

"You really think we could make it?" She says, as she turns to look me in the eyes.