I miss the feeling of home I had.
Tag: love
Ellen; My Sister.
Ellen my sister wasn't always my sister, Ellen is somebody new.
Turn Right.
Dr Göttlich turned in her chair and looked at Ernest as he lay on the bed. Ernest stared at the ceiling; he was only eighteen, he thought, he surely couldn't be crazy.
The Boy Alone.
The boy alone; a sea of anxious hope.
A Single Tear At A Wedding
A little while ago I entered this monologue into an online competition (250 word limit; subject: Love Letters) and was chosen as a finalist! I didn't win, but I'm very proud that my first monologue was acknowledged and even chosen to be performed by two people! Check it out, and let me know what you… Continue reading A Single Tear At A Wedding
