Monologue Board Excerpt

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.

I was a productive woman, and I wanted people to see it in me. I wanted them to see it in the way I walked. I wanted them to see it in the way I talked. I wanted them to see it in the way I worked late every night to make my patients, and the world, a healthier, better place. Most importantly, though, my productivity was expressed in the way that I raised my boy. I wanted Eugene to be as perfect as I was, and I worked my hardest to keep all distractions from him. Still, he always managed to slide his face into the pages of his books every chance he got. I didn’t see the point in it. He had the top marks out of everyone in his class, so what was the point in reading books that didn’t improve his grades? I didn’t

Hey, how are you all doing out there ? Well, me I have just been trying to stay healthy and keep my head high so I can make it back to the only thing I have and that’s you all “my family”. I try not to think about you all too much because when I think about what's going on out there it makes me mad and I am so tired ‘’omg’’. We don't eat that much during war but when we get back to the base we eat pretty good, well actually really good. I notice that a lot of people donate food and medicine and first-aid kits too. I just got an Lee-Enfield rifle and it's a pretty nice gun, it can hold 10 bullets. I just been waiting to use it on, Germany, Austria-Hungary and the Ottoman Empire against the Allied forces of Great Britain, and there are some

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

I’m ready to fight i tried telling myself, but I’m not until I turn on my music but now I think that it is distracting me. Let's do this, it’s now or never. “For Skyrim” I yell.

A once thought dangerous game that in the late 1960's outsold the venerable game Monopoly. Now many Thought to believe that we could communicate with the dead through a Ouija board, the game was born in the mid nineteenth century brought upon by a spiritualism craze that swept through Europe and spread to New York. It’s pretty queer that knowing what it could possibly do that they still wanted to play with the ouija board i don’t quite get why ether but it’s some guessing involved with the conclusion, but also what if they never envinted the ouija board then what would be diffrent in the world

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.

They opened it and they found the rule book.The rules said not to take your hands off the board before you say bye. not to act disrespectfully to the dead because this may anger the spirits and not to play alone. ainslee thought it was a joke but i didn't take any chances. I put it back in the attic. In the middle of the night anslee sneaks upstairs. To play the game. Benjamin hard so she snuck upstairs he say her playing the game opposed to play bye yourself up stairs”didn't you read the instructions you're not supposed to play by yourself. Ainslee begged benjamin to lay with her so they both asked some questions and benjamin said “are you an evil spirit” the glass moved and it spelled “yes”. They both screamed. And there parents woke up. They went up and told them to go to sleep so they did but they forgot to say bye. The next morning ainslee was acting weird she was her voice was deeper and she looked agitated and her were

“What! There’s no reason to be yelling when I’m right behind you. Jane, tell me again why we’re digging through all this garbage. This useless junk can be thrown away, you know that right?” argued Jack as he tries to find a way over all the boxes filled with articles and random items. As he made his way through the boxes, he finds a weird looking object. It was a little doll laying on the floor. The black eyes and black hair made jack feel odd.

Sequestered behind the dark wood of my office desk, I feel an elevated sense of purpose as my fingers strike the keys before me! I’m currently penning my thoughts for a speaking engagement slated for the latter part of next week, and it’s in these moments that I feel an unyielding surge of adrenaline that will no doubt keep me awake throughout this night! As a nocturnal creature by nature, I suppose the darkened skies of nightfall have always beckoned me to fill blank pages with my thoughts! Oh, well! Despite the sleepless hours that lie ahead of me, I do want to take a moment to wish you all evening of peaceful slumber and dreams that transport you to beautiful, unexplored territory! Sending much love!

I didn’t know any better. I didn’t know it could kill me. One time when I was 8, I was playing with some chapstick. I was putting It on everything when I decided to take a bite out of it. I ended up getting really sick and almost dying.

Halo am Joshua am the most talented person in the world. Am a great soccer player I even made points in one day. Am good on target and not so good on kicking. Oh I almost forgot to tell you I love drawing.

Setting the scene Phil is a landlord of a very large 3 bedroom house in Toowoong. He inherited the house from his parents. He has two tenants, he has been invited to attend a party that evening by Dan who is one of them.

“I dare you”,she began, “To go outside for 1 min, without coming back in!” “That’s too hard”, I replied angrily. Well, then I guess you're a chicken, bock, bock… “Fine, yells Fiona.” At that time, she was on the phone with the twins and chatting about how their day went. She hung up the phone a few minutes later when a knock on the door came from the back of the house. “Fiona don’t get up, mom whispered”. “Why?” “You never know if this is part of the game, we could get killed.” “Ok” The knock slowly faded away into the distance and Fiona still had to do her dare. Fiona, it’s safe to do your dare now. “Right…,Fiona Mumbled.” Foot by foot she walked outside. No coat no shoes, nothing. “Ouch, mom this hurts.” Only 30 more sec, hang in there baby. “Time said,

A small group of people sat around a ouija board expecting nothing to happen. A few nervous giggles were exchanged amongst each other. The laughter quickly stopped when the planchette stopped moving and the room became cold; the air turned thick and heavy. Something entered the space, a feeling of distress surrounded the group. They became paranoid, and felt like there was something looking at them from the dark corners. After what felt like hours trying to end the session, the planchette still refused to move, almost as if it was frozen on the board. As their impatience quickly grew, they forced the planchette to goodbye. The feeling of despair had vanished, but the feeling of being watched remained as everyone left the room that night. Some view the ouija board as a harmless game, but many have faced the terrifying reality of the mysterious “talking board.” The ouija board is a phenomenon that is a legitimate means of communicating with spirits.