![]() Young DilemmaA Stage Play by D.S.C. Young Writer 15 Years Old![]() Bob has the hots for his friend, but what will his friend think? A hard hitting story about the attitude of children towards gay children.![]()
Bob: Hey H-h-henners!
Henry: Dont call me Henners, I told you only Emma calls me Henners. Bob: Oh yer I forgot your g-girlfriend. To himself *Lucky lass * Henry: Pardon? Bob: What? Henry: What did ya say? I didnt hear ya. Bob: I said **small pause** urm I said funny glirl. Henry: Why? Thats weird. Bob: I was thinkin of a joke she told the other d-day. Henry: Ok. So how are you and Amander? Bob: Oh were cool. Henry: To himself *Yer sure, like you have a girlfriend * Bob: Hey? What ya say? H-h-hearings goin. Henry: I SAID Im sure Ive got a mermaid. Bob: A mer-mermaid? Ya wot? You a p-p-puff? Henry: NO! It was a teddy I had once When I was younger. Bob: I be-bet you still have it, I be-bet you sleep with it. To himself *I be-bet you pretend its the c-cow Emma n feel it * Henry: Eh? Bob: If you li-listen I said: I bet you still play games with it. Henry: Dont be stupid. Anyway Ive never seen Amander. Bob: Shes shy, I asked her to c-come round to yours with me b-but urm urm she said she w-was too shy. Henry: you know what everyone at school says? Bob: No. Henry: They all say Dont be silly hes going out with A-man-der. Bob: To himself *Yeh and your girlfriend l-looks like one * Henry: What? Bob: N-nothing. Henry grabs Bob by his coat Henry: What did you say?! Bob: Henners c-c-chill man! Henry lets go of Bobs coat Henry: youre lucky I dont cave you head in! Bob: Henners, listen I g-gotta tell you something. Henry: What is it? And DONT call me Henners. Bob: Well Im g-gay and well. Henry: What!? Gay? Why you telling me?! Bob: Im telling you because I l-like like you. Henry stops and so does Bob Henry: Never repeat that ever again in front of me or ANYONE. Bloody freak. I could cope if you were gay but you fancying me thats just weird. Bob looks down at floor as a tear comes to his eye Henry: Look cmon lets forget what you just said and what I said. Mates? Bob: No w-way you called me a freak. Do you know how hard it is? How hard it w-w-w-w. Henry: Steady I dont wanna know how hard it is. Bob: How hard it w-was to tell you about me, thats what I was goinna say. Bob walks away upset and shy Henry: BOB come back, please. The End No Children were harmed in any way in the making of the photo, the children are actors payed by their respective agencies. The image is only up because it regards exactly a point in this story. Thank You for understanding. © 2008 D.S.C. Young Writer 15 Years OldAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on July 17, 2008 Last Updated on July 30, 2008 Author![]() D.S.C. Young Writer 15 Years OldManchester, United KingdomAboutI'm 15 years old and founder of the Young British Authors Society (www.ybasoc.com OR www.myspace.com/youngbritishauthorsociety) the Y.B.A.S. is available to everyone. I go .. more..Writing
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