Monologue Numero DuoA Stage Play by CharlieAnother monologue I wrote. Super short, but enjoy. THIS IS IN NO WAY TRUE!!
I had an older brother. His
name was Jared, and I loved him so much. After my mother died, he got really
depressed. We didn’t have money for therapy or medicine, so we tried to help
him on our own. Everyday after school, I would get on the bus and ride home.
When I got to my stop, I would rush off the bus into my house. Everyone would
be laughing at me from inside the bus, laughing at the funny way I ran or how I
was such a chicken for trying to get away. They never knew that I was running
inside to make sure Jared hadn’t killed himself. One day as I ran inside and
called his name, there was no answer. I went up to his room, and there he was.
Hanging from the ceiling with a noose around his neck. After that, I still ran
off the bus, hoping, just hoping, that when I called his name he would respond.
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4 Reviews Added on May 29, 2011 Last Updated on May 29, 2011 AuthorCharlieStudio City, CAAboutDark, sarcastic, I don't know you but I probably don't like you. The razor moves along her wrist like a river, so peacefully, as that red water starts to escape, its hard to make it stop. more..Writing
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