Monologue

To add, something interesting you mentioned was Lester’s costume represented his isolation towards society. This was illustrated when he was verbally abused by his classmates in the school bus for wearing the costume; and reading a comic book.. In reality, people tend to use different methods in order to hide their emotions. Some methods include; self-medicating with drugs, running away from home and committing suicide. However Lester’s method of hiding his emotions was quite effective since I…

Blurb My name is Lily Pridmore. I'm twenty-four now and in somewhat of a predicament. First of all, let me tell you about my story. I hail from a small town in Maine. My dad used to be the mayor before his dirty deeds caught up with him. Yes, I grew up as that spoiled little rich girl everyone hated. True, the rich, snobby crowd I ran with, were arrogant little beasts but I had heart and compassion. So, let’s get to the point. After my father was ousted, we lost everything. And by everything, I…

EXT. DOWNTOWN SEATTLE – DAY A couple walks alongside a busy road, both man and woman looking straight ahead. The man, THOMAS, is a tall, lanky man. His hair is gelled up and he has generic work clothes on, along with carrying a suitcase in his left hand and a fedora hanging from a finger. The woman, JACKIE, only a few inches shorter, is skinny with extremely long hair. Sunglass hold her hair from falling onto her face. She is carrying a large book under her right arm. The book thumps down…

I go to The Pine for some reasons. For one it was close and my sister comes here. The Pine likewise has an awesome music program that empowers me to keep playing my three instruments these incorporate the guitar, drums and viola. There are likewise flawless instructors like you. Ideally I get the chance to stay at this flawless school. yet, I additionally came here to happily abandon a few things the primary reason is that my old "truly old" instructor Mr Weetman on the grounds that he was mean…

I was pleased to see the latest copy of the Serpent, and to read about three of my elderly brothers. Both Randy Butterfield and Jack Lorenz were great buddies of mine back then, and it was fitting that Randy also spoke about Jim Fisher in his flashback. We all had a great time together and have continued our friendship for over 60 years. Back when we were Littleton Street Sigma Nus, Lorenz, Fisher, and (I think) Tom Pickford joined forces and bought a car. It was a huge c.1930 Packard. It had…

One stormy, moonless night just past ten o’clock Jill came knocking on Tom’s apartment door. As Tom glanced into the peephole to see who was knocking on his door, he got an apprehensive feeling. When realizing it was Jill, his girlfriend, who he had just got into a heated argument with last night; he thought maybe I should not open it. Vacating his thoughts in the past, he unlatched the door and asked Jill what brought her to this part of town, knowing it was not to see him. Jill informed…

The sound of battle drums deafened the ears of men. The cloak of death stretched over the fields and the cries of men rang over the atmosphere. Fear entrenched itself into the hearts of all as blood ran through the field. Mad men led the troops into the trenches. Men, who had no souls, had no loved ones back home they were praying to return to. I shook fearing he next artillery strike would send me to another world where I would await my love with expected child. I would fall upon a land where…

“Mom said she would take care of selling the house on her own. I think I’m only going to stay a few more days. I understand if you need to go back sooner.” Bennett was snuggled into Cole’s side on the couch. Jase had fallen asleep in Bennett’s old bedroom looking at her childhood pictures. After playing with most of her old toys, he didn’t seem to want to leave her room or her side. “I think we’ll stay. You will need help moving everything and I have a truck to haul the furniture to Goodwill.…

“So you do associate with the riff-raff now and again?” Weevil spoke close to her ear over the music, from behind; she surprised him by being here, he figured he could at least return in kind. A shady dive in the ‘02, it’s exactly the kind of place she shouldn’t be but somehow always ended up. Spotting the blonde, wavy bob from across the bar, Weevil just couldn’t go back to his drink the same way. It was her, alright, but it was a version of her Weevil didn’t find wholly familiar. Seeing her,…

The gym is old and I noted there was a land line on the wall in the women’s locker room so that’s where I head. I pick it up and I’m surprised to find it works. Gotta love old school technology. It’s a rotary phone that makes a distinctive clicking sound as my finger moves between the holes on the dial. I use my finger to rotate the dial clockwise then release it only to start again until all the numbers are dialed. What a slow pain in the ass. The large handset feels foreign in my hand and the…