Step Daddy Cade Monologue

Like many others at my age, I am very active in my life. Whether it be with work, clubs or other after school activities. We all do something with our time away from school. However, I personally feel like my life is a bit busier than most others.

“Ugh!” I screamed, “We have plenty of time, slow down. Please!” My mom said, “Okay, okay, but don’t blame me when you’re late.” We both got in the car and she drove off. I think my mom could tell I wasn’t that excited.

Son I know tears have been rolling those dark eyes of yours . You would have caught cold and must be having a running nose. Things haven't been easy for us all this while.

Frantic thoughts raced through my mind as I opened the door of my mother’s beloved red Dodge Charger. I looked over at my mother in the driver’s seat, waving me on and wishing me luck, trying to cheer me up.

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious

Intro this monologue takes place in a small town in Texas its about a family of three the father mother and daughter. The father lost his job and became an abusive alcoholic and the daughter had enough listen to it, then the next morin she is in the sheriff’s office and her mother in the hospital with the father in the morgue. (The daughter has heavy accent and I tried to put that into my words, so some words will not be spelled correctly.)

He hadn't thought it would hurt. Of course, everyone had said it would, but everyone is not the Winchesters.

I gazed fleetingly at the woman, and the sight of her big, black eyes popping out of her skull at me had started to unnerve me a little. That was when I began to whisper, “Mama,” trying to get her attention across the table. But it wasn’t until the creepy woman had rapped her knuckles on the window and shouted, “You!” before pointing a bony finger at my mama, that my mama’s attention had finally been pulled away from her cell phone which she had been preoccupied with.

Having been in Los Angeles for a few months and adjusting to his newly acquitted life fairly well D’Angelo Russell found himself locking up his home and headed towards the pavement for a walk around his neighborhood. Wondering what he could get into D’Angelo started on his way following the rhythmic sound of Kendrick Lamar around the corner. As he gained within hearing distance he was met with a young woman around his age dancing around with kids young and old dancing around with her. That wasn’t what caught his attention it was all of her hair that was piled onto of her head, the way her smile stretched on her face as a young boy spun her around

- Tom, I want to tell you a story, - said Phil, slightly nervously. It hurt him to remember the past. - Twenty-five years ago I lived in a completely different city, where my son was born. His name was Tom, like you. When he was sixteen, he was smitten with a girl, and all at them were good, until she met another and not abandoned my son. At first he worried, but after a couple of months he's good over there, and it all got

Joyce rushed to come and get us because she could hear the distress in my voice, but she did not know why until I told her. My mother would be livid if she knew where I was and she would be even more ticked if she knew that I lost the keys to my truck; I could not win for losing. Well, Joyce and I dropped Aaron and Josh; we thought it would be best if we drove around for a while to make it look like we were practicing golf, and so that we could debate on whether or not to go ahead and tell my mother the truth. I finally decided to go ahead and tell my mother before she started asking

The ride in the bed of the family Model-T was an adventure I never wanted or would do again. The trip took what seemed like forever and was uncomfortable to no level. Before we left Pa had said to me, “Son, I need you to be strong and help me take care of your ma and your siblings. Will you help me?” Yes was the only thing that came to mind but I didn’t realize what that word entailed. Ma wasn’t feeling well and my younger siblings got bored too easily. While Pa drove the car I would wet Ma’s forehead with a rag and make her as comfortable as possible. Ma wasn’t doing well from the dust storms. Every hour or so Caroline would get into a scuffle with Billy about something pointless and I had to separate them before Pa got mad and stopped the

11 years gone and without you it’s been tough, Mom and brothers just scrapping by living rough. We all tried to bring money in some way, Hoping to get by and see another day.

Oh, baby blue the angels sang on the day you were born into a world full of strife wanting only pure love if you were born to parents who loved and adored you then the love you needed was right there at your door your small world can be a happy one with laughter filling your days nights full of fairy tale dreams and sweet lullabies baby blue it’s so true perhaps you came into this world to be hurt and abused your sweet tears flowing like a river if they tear your world apart don’t fret because there are those who’ll lend a helping hand you will find the peace and happiness you seek perhaps you’re a child of war your lullabies interrupted by bombs dropping from the sky your world is all fire and hate you don’t know what is your fate baby

“Marly Jane, get your jacket on and be quick about it,” Mama had hollered from inside the kitchen through the screen door. If I am going to be completely honest with you, I did not want to go. I wanted to stay home and play outside. Ev Daddy died when I was three. He got ran over by a car walking to work one day. er since Daddy died, all Mama did was mope around inside. All the sadness was getting to my head so I normally went outside to play.