Hey, this is my piece for my drama exam, without the stage directions. I started composição literária it out on here as a way of learning it, then I thought, why no post it? I may as well, it's going to do no harm. :D
So here it is, its rather depressing though. So if you don't need to be depressed right now, then I suggest you don't read it. :)
[Give me a break. You’re going to go back to your friends and either forget all about us or tell a story about the hideous freak you met tonight. You don’t know me, if you did, you’d never think we’d be friends. I don’t have friends - except my brother. He thinks he has to be my friend.
Please. No one know me. No one knows the real me. I don’t deserve to be alive. Maybe I should finally tell you the whole truth. Then you could go off and be happy with your girlfriend here forever and finally leave me alone.
I did it. I set the fire. It was all my fault. The girls in my room, my roommates, I hated them. They were cruel to me. All the time. So I wanted to die. And I wanted them to die with me. But they died, and I didn’t. I heard them scream, and there was a moment when I wanted to take it all back. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t move. I was trapped. So I had to keep listening, and now I have to live with it. I’m a monster on the outside now, too. I deserve to be alone, uncared for. I deserve to be tortured. I deserve all of it. I’m a terrible person. I’m not even a person. I wish I were dead. I wish I never existed. You should just go, both of you, and leave me here. Or maybe I should go, go somewhere to die.
Now you know the real me Michael. I kept you trapped in this tomb with me all this time, and you never knew. You never did anything to me but be nice. And I made you a prisoner here with me. I’m sorry, Michael. I’m a terrible person. I hate myself. But I’m a coward. I couldn’t tell you the truth. I couldn’t be alone. I was scared. I’m so sorry. I understand if you want to leave. You should leave.]
By Kristen Dabrowski.
So here it is, its rather depressing though. So if you don't need to be depressed right now, then I suggest you don't read it. :)
[Give me a break. You’re going to go back to your friends and either forget all about us or tell a story about the hideous freak you met tonight. You don’t know me, if you did, you’d never think we’d be friends. I don’t have friends - except my brother. He thinks he has to be my friend.
Please. No one know me. No one knows the real me. I don’t deserve to be alive. Maybe I should finally tell you the whole truth. Then you could go off and be happy with your girlfriend here forever and finally leave me alone.
I did it. I set the fire. It was all my fault. The girls in my room, my roommates, I hated them. They were cruel to me. All the time. So I wanted to die. And I wanted them to die with me. But they died, and I didn’t. I heard them scream, and there was a moment when I wanted to take it all back. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t move. I was trapped. So I had to keep listening, and now I have to live with it. I’m a monster on the outside now, too. I deserve to be alone, uncared for. I deserve to be tortured. I deserve all of it. I’m a terrible person. I’m not even a person. I wish I were dead. I wish I never existed. You should just go, both of you, and leave me here. Or maybe I should go, go somewhere to die.
Now you know the real me Michael. I kept you trapped in this tomb with me all this time, and you never knew. You never did anything to me but be nice. And I made you a prisoner here with me. I’m sorry, Michael. I’m a terrible person. I hate myself. But I’m a coward. I couldn’t tell you the truth. I couldn’t be alone. I was scared. I’m so sorry. I understand if you want to leave. You should leave.]
By Kristen Dabrowski.
topo, início 24 eminem song (random order)
who knew
rock bottom
words are weapons
lighters
criminal
kill you
never 2 far
like toy solidiers
white america
cleanin' out my closet
my name is
till i collapse
when im gone
sing for the moment
the real slim shady
just dont give a fuck
lose yourself
the way i am
mockingbird
infinite
stan
not afraid
without me
just lose it
i hope you like this one better than the first one please leave a comment if u like od dont like it i want to hear your thoughts :P
who knew
rock bottom
words are weapons
lighters
criminal
kill you
never 2 far
like toy solidiers
white america
cleanin' out my closet
my name is
till i collapse
when im gone
sing for the moment
the real slim shady
just dont give a fuck
lose yourself
the way i am
mockingbird
infinite
stan
not afraid
without me
just lose it
i hope you like this one better than the first one please leave a comment if u like od dont like it i want to hear your thoughts :P
Cheryl Cole and Nicola Roberts.
10. Sing “Bad Touch” por the Bloodhound Gang in your head whenever he is near.
9.Ask him if he thinks Robert Pattinson is hot. When he says no, tell him he has low self esteem issues
8. Tell him the relationship he is having with Bella is practically paedophilia and he could be sent to jail for it.
7.End every argument with “Bite me, Edward.”
6. Whenever he complains or argues, reply with “What are you gonna do Edward? Go to Italy?”
5.Ask him to be a gangsta with you for Halloween
4. Show him the twilight trailer. Ask him if he thinks that he looks like a pedophile or if it's just you.
3. Tell him his hair isn’t bronze, it’s ginger, and he should stop denying himself – he’s a ranga.
2. Whenever he leaves a room or says goodbye, get down on your knees and beg him not to go, not again.
1. Take his silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Like a Virgin” por Madonna.
9.Ask him if he thinks Robert Pattinson is hot. When he says no, tell him he has low self esteem issues
8. Tell him the relationship he is having with Bella is practically paedophilia and he could be sent to jail for it.
7.End every argument with “Bite me, Edward.”
6. Whenever he complains or argues, reply with “What are you gonna do Edward? Go to Italy?”
5.Ask him to be a gangsta with you for Halloween
4. Show him the twilight trailer. Ask him if he thinks that he looks like a pedophile or if it's just you.
3. Tell him his hair isn’t bronze, it’s ginger, and he should stop denying himself – he’s a ranga.
2. Whenever he leaves a room or says goodbye, get down on your knees and beg him not to go, not again.
1. Take his silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Like a Virgin” por Madonna.
