Monologue

Something must be done about this. If I don’t get hold of Mjolnir, Thor will continue killing all my soldiers and I’ll NEVER capture Asgard. What am I going to do? *Snapping at 2nd in command* Shut up! Your opinion is worth… Wait a minute… I’ve got an idea! Alright, here's what your going to do: You must go to Asgard and STEAL Thor’s mighty hammer. What do you mean that’s what you said? Oh just shut up will you? No I DON’T care how you do it! Just, DO IT *Just do it hands motion* Well, have…

Moments later, the doors slam open. Footsteps sound in our direction, but Alfonso and I haven't broken eye contact. I wish he'd just make his decision to kill me or not. When a hand is placed on my back and an arm drapes over my chest, Alfonso and I both look at stranger. I blink several times this time. I find a very similar face to Alfonso's. Same red hair and green eyes, just the opposite sex. Jenny has come for me. She gives me a brief smile before she uses her arms to hug my head and I…

There is a big problem here. I know that you are not here and I know you are not getting the true story on what is going on, but I think you need to figure out someway to get involved and help your son. I know from previous conversations with my daughter you think this entire problem is Jackie. You keep stroking Andy and telling him how wonderful he is and inferring that she is just not a nice person. Any wife would uplift their husband but she is not willing to do so. The plain and simple…

It was a cold and crisp night on the beach off the coast of Dunkirk. Harry lay in the sand in a pair of new clothes that didn’t sit quiet right on his body. It was better than his waterlogged clothes from the day prior and so he wasn’t one to complain. He could hear the sounds of men, groaning in pain or screaming in agony, fighting for space in whatever boat was available, when one would come. Everyone was dying around them. Harry tried to go somewhere else in his mind. He pictured Louis,…

“Hello, what are you doing here? Don’t you knock?” I asked jokingly. “Don’t you dare speak to me you lying, cheating, irritating, agitating, maddening, infuriating debauchee. Don’t think that I don’t know what is going on! They told me! They told me everything! You make me sick!” “Who told you what?” He ignored me. “To think after the chance I took with you, you go and have a fling with that guy. The nerve! What a fool I must have been to love you and to think! Oh, to think that you loved me!…

Hello, I’m Rosemarie, a 12 year old girl who dances. But I also have prosthetics on my legs. Gretchen, Vivian and Vanessa, they are the best girls in the dance class but also the meanest. They always have a ribbon in their hair, with a pink leopard. They would tease me about my legs. “You look like a robot that was never finished and went in public!” Gretchen said. “Where's your legs you skeleton?!” Yelled Vanessa. I was crying inside but did not let it show. We were on the bar and they were…

As I wake up listening to the birds chirping I thought to myself what it would be like to be outside of the house and to make new friends. I had just moved into a new house with amazing foster parents. I just started going to a new school in New York City and the school was named Napoleon Academy. I had a hard time finding foster parents that would want to adopt me. Now, I have great foster parents named Bob and Rue. They are pretty rich if you ask me comparing to what my other parents provided…

“Henrique Vargas, Henrique Vargas!” I could hear the supporters chanting the minister’s name. He was honoured the ‘Nobel peace prize’ after all the good deeds he had done. It brought pain and anger in me thinking about all those people, supporting this dirty corrupt who has affairs with foreign terrorist groups, without knowing the truth. I was armoured up with my gun and I couldn’t think of anything else but the nightmares when I heard Julia and Isabelle crying for help. I was focused on my…

Marilyn is a brave girl her eyes as bright as the sun her hair is like a honey brown she’s a cheerful person. She’s like a tall tree but sometimes it’s like she has no heart. One afternoon Marilyn went to a tall grassy area to go catch ladybugs as she was walking she admired the green grass and the small pink, yellow, and red flowers. Then she went back to looking for ladybugs for her sister as marilyn was silently creeping up on one she fell through a hole she didn't see.As…

One, two, three, BREATHE, four, five, six, BREATHE, seven, eight, nine-- I can’t. I can’t. I can’t. Too dark, like an involuntary blindfold that I can’t rip off. I’ve tried--the scratches on my cheeks are there to prove it. My heart races inside my chest, kicking out a tempo in time with the shallow breaths that push themselves out of my chest. One, two, three, BREATHE, four, five, six, BREATHE. Keep it together. Molly’s out there. Ted, too. Oh dear, so is Emily, poor little Emily. My bare…