I Love 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.

My parents were struggling after my older sister came out a lesbian before fleeing to college. Seeing how hurt they were, I kept my support for her secret. I remember one night hearing my mom alone in her room, sobbing and crying to God. She pleaded with Him, begging “why me?” I could not come out.

I’m a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie I’m the light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playin’ along I’ma lay right in my bed, I’m rolling aside But if I get a car, I’m roamin’ to rob Because I know if I ever chill of livin’ to you You’ve got a volunteer, and you don’t know what to do You’d stop

The air reeked of alcohol, the intoxicated breaths of young people colliding together over drunken slurs to create one distinct scent. She kept her head low as she made her way through the maze made by the seemingly endless crowd. Full of regrets, she was doing all she could to get out of there, the distraction turning out to be nothing more than a few drinks with people who didn't even know when her birthday was. The song finished abruptly, followed by simultaneous cheering. She kept moving, weaving in and out of people with fierce determination until she walked right into him. She murmured a quick apology and went to continue when the familiarity of the figure in front of her hit. She hesitantly looked up, heart dropping into her stomach at the mere sight of him.

Hello Robyn! I've read about running, it is not simple at all, I thought running is just left foot, right foot, breath. But actually, it's science!

“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.

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.

Hiding in this damn room is a stupid idea but I really don’t have a choice in the matter. Not after everything that’s happened today. The Division Leaders are here and this is where Jensen put me, out of sight and away from prying eyes. It’s probably for the best, considering that Samuel possibly believes that I’m unconscious thanks to Doctor Estin. Unless the doctor told him that his plan went wrong. I don’t believe Estin did though. He would be to scared that Samuel would take his daughter off ice. He wouldn’t risk it.

I slam my locker and turn to my best friend, Kelly Walter. "Please tell me again why we had that dreaded geography test today." I said. "Cheer up, Ally. It was pretty easy. You're stressing over nothing." She said.

I felt the sticky, sweet summer air plaster my clothes to my perspiring body, the wood of my violin getting dangerously damp as I cranked out note after note; a mechanical doll spinning slowly around my room as I performed to nobody but myself and the smell of mochi rising from the kitchen.

I slipped out of bed trying my hardest not to disturb Red. I could still hear the light, upbeat tune drifting through the open window. I don't know why but there was something that was drawing me towards the sound.

Surrounded by crowds of people sharing the same thought; are we really getting home today? Pepsi is too anxious. Vomiting all over himself and his new uniform. Sunshine lays into him, cussing and screaming. Laughter erupts! Growing rowdier as Doc yells “No matter what don’t stop us now, I’ll fix him”. Close knit groups of friends are scattered around having vivid discussions of the first thing they are going to do when they’re finally off. Grady chimes in on a conversation with his deep southern accent trying to imitate his favorite musician, DJ Screw saying “Man shiiitttt first thing I’m going to do is grab me a bottle, some shrimp, and sit my ass in the tub”. Craw Daddy can’t help but tease Grady, by reminding him to lay off the alcohol

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble It hard to be in this all alone in this ruble So many of my peers doing years beyond drug dealin

Staring out into the crowd, lights scorching my face as I recited the big monologue that led to my inevitable suicide, time stopped, and I finally realized that I love what I do, and I wouldn’t have made it here without him. He pushed me harder and harder, each time making it more difficult to meet his expectations for greatness, but I know he did it to make me a better performer, and I appreciate that every day. When I’m stuck in that pit of problems, whether it is about my inner obstacles or life in general that wraps its soul crushing tentacle binding me internally, he is there to free me from my internal shackles. With his guidance, I broke out of my shell and literally found a voice of my own.

In a silvery voice, I respond “It’s sensational. Thank you for taking the time to do all this for me.” His face lights up, his smile stretches from ear to ear. And that’s all it takes for me to get lost in his bright blue eyes. “You know I’m glad, James convinced me to take Kyle up on his offer. I’m glad we met Isabelle, I can’t imagine anything better than being here with you.” A shy giggle slips past my lips. “You cheeseball.” Xavier expression turns to shock, “Did you just call me a cheeseball?” He advances towards, like a wild animal hunting its prey. My emotions are between scared and excited.