Jason Monologue

It was the last playoff game that determined if the Arlington Hornets would make it to state. Max Ryan ran down the field to the thirty the twenty the ten and then the ground. Max attempted to get up but a player on the Butler Bulldogs stepped on his hand with their cleat. Max screamed and pain he looked over he could see the evil smirk of Chad Dow as he watched Max scream in pain. The coaches rushed onto the field and assisted Max off of the field.

Though Jason is a big name football player, that hasn't stopped him from seeing what’s really important. Along as being a Pro Football player Jason Witten is the founder of many foundations. His most famous foundation is the Score Foundation. Jason witten created this foundation because he was a victim of domestic violence. The main goal of the Score foundation is to break the cycle of domestic abuse, by placing mentors to kids who are facing the same changes as he did. The strategy is to teach the kids important skills so the kids don’t become the problem later in life. As well as running the Score Foundation Jason Witten also run a football camp in the summer. The camp teaches kids football skills as well as personal skills for everyday life.

A particularly nasty group pf men set at the far end of the bar, their drunken crooning filling the rest of the tavern with horrid, off key notes. From what Marco heads from their legible conversation, much of what they "say" are merely drunken slurs, it appears that they are a band of mercenaries or something similar.

I didn't know how to respond. He was my friend, nothing more. So the request to do such an act blew me away. I never expected him to ask such a thing, especially in person. It was just so... strange coming from him. I always knew he as "pure" compared to Sasha and I. Don't get me wrong, he did all the same stuff that her and I did, but I couldn't picture him asking a girl to do something to him like that.

I feel the earth vibrate beneath my feet. I look at my village, still visible through my hot breath making clouds in the crisp air. Several large...creatures are stomping around and going into houses, some people are running and screaming. Maxine calmly gets up from the small stone bench and grabs my hand. "Max... there's no where we can go..."

The auditorium was packed with people. Of course, it was today. It’s Choosing day.I always get nervous when I'm in a crowd of people. They trained me to always be cautious of people. My instinct is to run, but I can't.

After the much of the world as I know it was destroyed, I was stuck with a group of people who have both made my life a living hell, and saved it time and time again. Back before the plague hit, we would have never even come in contact, there are I few I wish I never would’ve come in contact with either way. Maybe if we were still in the modern functioning world, we’d be the hit sitcom or even a dysfunctional band. Alas the modern world as I knew it is only left in my memory, with so few people left of earth, and with no technology, the six of us are stranded.

This message was written over the course of days, but the anguish I am feeling has blurred them all together.

"Save it for somebody who believes you" said Tara. "I guess no one will trust me" said Joseph. Well in case you're wondering, I'm talking about, it’s this; I have been getting fantasies and dreams which involve my recently deceased twin sibling Jayden. You may feel that it is expected to an extent yet the force has been anticipating things that take place exactly as predicted in a matter of 24 hours.

"Hey, Michelle... what do you think will happen if I become a pokémon champion?" Claudia's voice frail and quiet as she spoke.

style is so good! Never try to hide who you truly are, because we love

Mark and his fellow football players decided it would be fun to smash the plate glass windows at Brigham’s Ice Cream Parlor, the most popular hangout spot for teenagers in Medford. “We’d been part of a band, a tribe, a pack, and now that was fading. We were going to do what we could that night to restore the old feeling, though in a dark and pretty dangerous way. And I was going to learn something about loyalty and the game of football” (184).

In my monologue, I included multiple interpretations and facts about the Reeve. The Reeve was part of the third class, although he had the wealth of a nobleman. It was important to know he had gained treasure from stealing and that he only wants to be rich. This highlights the Reeve’s greed and lack of morals, bringing into question the reason he is going on the pilgrimage. The main reason he is going on this pilgrimage is to gain more gold or treasure.

Me and my brother used to not get along but now that we do i'm going to tell you the story.

It was an effervescent lit night; the water glistened beneath the moon. The large oak was softly swaying as the wind seemed clout the branches, “Allie, be careful it’s getting gusty!”