Yokeman Monologue

Today is the day. Today is finally the day that I am to be released from the psychiatric hospital since that day when I passed out. I know last time you heard from me, I was broken and unhappy and had hate for the world, but i'm in the best state i could ever be, I really am I tell you. Oh how excited I am to see old Phoebe. I haven’t seen her since i’ve been admitted into this wing of the hospital. Oh I wonder how much she has grown< She was so intelligent and pure, nothing could ever compromise her. So I hope nothing hasn’t. I was retrieving most of my belongings before I left, when I happened to run into old Ms. Patty. This was my nurse and oh, how lovely she is. “Oh hello Holden, leaving so soon ?” she said so to me with great compassion. Naturally I said, “Why yes sadly, I must go on with myself and enjoy the world, perhaps find myself a woman”, I said this suave as hell, I tell you.

An adolescent brother is on the trail, alongside his brother, the boy, directing him towards his home, walking home after a decent day at school.

Like the words in brackets suggest, Boesman in this monologue is angry and has an element of aggressiveness. This monologue is recited at a very violent voice. The monologue however resembles an irony as Boesman speaks so much about freedom that he claims to have and yet does not have at all. He speaks of being free yet he does not have a place to rest his own head, to call his own nor to even feel safe around. He speaks of freedom yet he always lives on the run for a Whiteman and they still wonders around in search of a place and identity in hope of finding out who they are. They move around clueless trying to find a place to repeat their pattern of building their pondok where the Whiteman will not find them, yet he speaks of

The next visit was a couple weeks after, the overall vibe was different. The vibe from walking in, her parents, the nurses…something was different. I couldn’t figure it out, and I didn’t figure it out until I got into Hunter’s room. I walked in to see her standing there, waiting for me with a warm and bright smile on her face. My smile grew so wide my cheeks hurt, and tears of joy ran down my cheeks. I ran over to her and pulled her into a hug, and for that moment, everything instantly became better.

She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to twirly swirly, in my vanilla coupe

“...I just sobbed.” The end of the football game brought Jason Money to his knees. Near the end of the game, Spanish Fork seemed to have won the game. All that needed to happen was for the final play to end. But after he got the ball, Jason Money stood still when the clock hit zero seconds and had the football taken from him to score a touchdown. He had forgotten that the game ends not with the clock, but with the play. The game ended with Spanish Fork losing. But the story soon became far larger than what it was.

She runs home as fast as she cans, leaving a watery black trail behind her. As she runs up onto her doorstep, a strange looking figure walks slowly behind her. She slams open the door with giant grayish black stain on the living room rug. “O my gosh, honey what happened to you!” Yollies mother gasped. “My dress is ruined; ruined I tell you, it started to rain my hair got soaked and just if that wasn’t good enough, the dye on my dress washed away!” She cried. As her mom hears a knock on the door she opens it, and she asked,”hi young man, may I help you? Yollie turned around and saw it, he was Ernie a Castillo! With his black suit soaked his hair damp and the purple flower in his suit pocket, light purple flower petals flowing away with every drop of the rain. “Ernie what are you doing here!”she gasped. He had came back for her out of the love in his heart. He wanted Yollie to feel better after all her clothes got ruined.

Stork was flying gracefully with a small puppy barking in its blanket, with a small look of guilt.

I’ve decided to finish telling about how I got sick, After all there is nothing else for me to do while I am stuck here. When I got home my mother was surprised to see me. And of course she was mad and I had to hear the “young man I am very disappointed in you, you’re better than this talk” Even though was barely listening my dad lectured me on and on about how they paid good money for me to attend Pency Prep, it’s not like I didn’t care but I didn’t really care and eventually I got up and went to my room. They were really stressing me out and I was depressed again so I sat down and I began to talk to Allie, because that’s what I do when I’m depressed. It comforts me and takes me back to a time when everything was ok. “Okay now, go home and get your bike and meet me out front of Bobby’s house. Hurry up.”

Angrily, you slammed your fist on the horn, your head felt so hot you were sweating. The car roared down the street. "That bastard!" You swore. "I'll kill him! I'll kill the cheating bastard."

Saturday afternoon , Sam and Colleen arrive at the hospital to visit Erika. Henry leaves to run some errands and give them alone time together . Erika's skin looks pale from her accident , her eyes and mouth wide open , she takes a deep breath every two minutes. Her mom Mrs. White sits in the chair next to her holding on to her hand as she cries. “ Is she gonna be OK?” “ I don't know , the doctors say she's in a state of shock , something scared her to where she is like this .” Sam goes up to Erika holding her hand . “ Erika its me Sam , we miss you , I miss you.” He gives her a kiss on the cheek and whispers in her ear. “ I'll get Scratch for this , even if it takes my last breath.”

“Oh sorry mother I’m just nervous. I really hope…” Terry began but then a nurse with ruby red hair and glistening blue eyes tapped him on the shoulder. She told them that Terry’s father was in critical but stable condition. They would also have to wait a couple of hours. Those hours were the most miserable hours of Terry’s life. Finally, the same nurse came back and invited Terry and his mom to see their father.

“Wait for me Amarhu, I need you at my side. This year I come for you and we will be together, I vow to make it so.”

I was looking through profiles, and came across yours. I like the content of your page, and the way you speak about God and the Bible. It seems sincere. I also like the way you candidly mention some of the weirder things that you’re into. We have a bit in common.

It often times whispers loudly in my head. To act tough and to be aggressive when it’s “necessary.” To drown my emotions in myself, Only to become a young man hiding behind a mask. While glaring down at the world like a titan to an ant, Facing my feeble foes with my superficial strength,