Monologue Assignment
A 25 year old woman stands at the foot of a grave during a funeral, reading her older brother’s name engraved on the tombstone.
Camelia:
Aberthol William Faulkner. Never really sounded quite right. Hah, I remember the way I used to clench my teeth every time I heard that name.
Looks up, acknowledging surrounding family and friends. Blankly looks back down at grave.
Camelia:
Well I guess that doesn’t matter anymore, does it? Just like nothing ever mattered to you.
You know I nearly felt sorry for you when I had heard what happened. It shook me, just for a moment. I was struck by an overwhelming sense of grief, aching with the loss of my only brother, cursing God for his betrayal. The first few days were hell. I felt an …show more content…
That was always one of your greatest talents, manipulation. Exploiting people’s emotions. It was the closest you could get to feeling emotion yourself, watching it possess the people around you. It was your favourite game.
Unfortunately for you, I played it better.
(Smirks) Did you enjoy my little act, brother? I have been engineering this scheme for a long while now. Did I surprise you? It’s funny actually, how it all turned out. The convicted killer is conveniently silenced by death while the true mastermind walks free among the unsuspecting crowds. At first I thought tampering with your car brakes would be almost too cliché to work, but it all fell into place quite nicely.
When we were kids I looked up to you. Maybe if you hadn’t been so hostile, so cold-blooded. Maybe if I had of tried harder, and pushed it all down. Maybe then I wouldn’t have turned out so twisted. Cause now I’m the villain. Are you proud of me? I grew up to be a villain, just like you.
Kneels down close to the gravestone, outlining the engraving of her brother’s name with her finger.
Camelia:
(Whispers) I hope your listening brother. I have something to tell you, and just
A 25 year old woman stands at the foot of a grave during a funeral, reading her older brother’s name engraved on the tombstone.
Camelia:
Aberthol William Faulkner. Never really sounded quite right. Hah, I remember the way I used to clench my teeth every time I heard that name.
Looks up, acknowledging surrounding family and friends. Blankly looks back down at grave.
Camelia:
Well I guess that doesn’t matter anymore, does it? Just like nothing ever mattered to you.
You know I nearly felt sorry for you when I had heard what happened. It shook me, just for a moment. I was struck by an overwhelming sense of grief, aching with the loss of my only brother, cursing God for his betrayal. The first few days were hell. I felt an …show more content…
That was always one of your greatest talents, manipulation. Exploiting people’s emotions. It was the closest you could get to feeling emotion yourself, watching it possess the people around you. It was your favourite game.
Unfortunately for you, I played it better.
(Smirks) Did you enjoy my little act, brother? I have been engineering this scheme for a long while now. Did I surprise you? It’s funny actually, how it all turned out. The convicted killer is conveniently silenced by death while the true mastermind walks free among the unsuspecting crowds. At first I thought tampering with your car brakes would be almost too cliché to work, but it all fell into place quite nicely.
When we were kids I looked up to you. Maybe if you hadn’t been so hostile, so cold-blooded. Maybe if I had of tried harder, and pushed it all down. Maybe then I wouldn’t have turned out so twisted. Cause now I’m the villain. Are you proud of me? I grew up to be a villain, just like you.
Kneels down close to the gravestone, outlining the engraving of her brother’s name with her finger.
Camelia:
(Whispers) I hope your listening brother. I have something to tell you, and just