Wednesday, June 17, 2015

1 Act Play: This was Supposed to be Fun

Jason and Christina are sitting in a Dairy Queen at 11:00 at night, they just got done eating dinner at the 99 restaurant. They were set up on a blind date by John and Leah, John is Jason’s brother and Leah is Christina’s sister. They begin ordering their ice creams.

Jason: Hi, can I please have...uhh...a medium, vanilla soft serve in a cone? Um with cherry dip.
Christina: Can i please have a small, chocolate soft serve in a cup.

As they both get their ice creams, Jason pays for them, and the take a seat in the booth farthest from the store windows and door.

Jason: How’s your ice cream Christina?
Christina: It’s great, thanks for paying, you really didn’t have to do that. You’re so sweet.
Jason: No problem, it was my pleasure.
Christina: Sit down, stay awhile.
Jason: Oh..uhh.okay.
Christina: I know I learned a lot about you already, but what else can you tell me?
Jason: Umm.. I’m not really sure. What exactly is it that you want to know about me?
Christina: Well, you never told me where you’re from, I am from New York, New York, how about you? Where are you from?
Jason: Oh, uh.. I am from Norton, Ohio. I just moved here from there two years ago.
Christina: Thats random, New York is probably much nicer. Isn’t Ohio like all farmland and ranches?
Jason: No, umm.. no its not. Ohio is really nice and quiet, I have a lot of friends there.
Christina: Well I can see why you haven’t made any friends here yet, you’re really awkward and not very funny. Why aren’t you funny?
Jason: Oh, im sorry..I didn’t..uhh..mean to. I’m really sorry.
Christina: It’s okay, I’m like the life of the party. (She bursts out laughing at what she said)
Jason: Oh, uh yah.
Christina: You’re honestly so weird, why are you getting so scared...I’m just a person.
Jason: Maybe, we just leave. I can see you don’t really like me.
Christina: Okay, bye. (She got up and left)

Jason was sitting alone in dairy queen, just trying to be his awkward self.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Picture Perfect Prompts

                                                                            Story #6
          Every time I went to my grandparents house, it would be sitting there on the porch. It stared me down intensely. I never knew why it was there since no one ever used it. One day, I decided to ask. Before my grandmother told me, she warned me that it was probably going to sound crazy, but if I wanted to know she would tell me. I still wanted to know. So she told me the story of my great, great,great, great grandmother and her rocking chair. She said she would sit in the chair all day, every day. No matter what. Rain or shine, she would sit on her porch in the chair. She ate dinner there, breakfast and lunch too. So, when she found out she was going to pass away due to a cancer, she asked that my grandparents leave the chair where it was. She said she wanted to sit there while she watched over everyone. Of course they listened, and they do believe that she sits in it still. I believe too, because I can feel her presence and it so crazy. Now, every time I walk by it, I say hi to her. Is
that weird?

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                                                                Story #5
          I took her down to our favorite place. Casually, we walked as if it was just any other walk. She didn't know yet, but of course I did. That was the night everything in my life changed. We got to our favorite bench. We sat there just staring at the beautiful water, amazed even at out millionth time seeing it. I turned to her. Her eyes were shining like stars, and her smile took up the entire beach. I went down on my knee,and popped the question. "Will you marry me?' I asked her with the ring in my hand. She started sobbing with happiness, and she eventually spit out the word. She said yes. I knew from that day one, we were going to be the best for friends. We would become parents to our child. I couldn't wait. It was like nothing else I had ever experienced and I would do it over a million times if I could. Today, we are living with our too young children, in a nice home together. What else can you ask for.

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                                       Story #4
          When James was a child, he was very curious. As soon as he could talk, he wouldn't stop asking questions. One thing that intrigued him greatly was graveyards. Every time he drove by one, or saw one, he would ask about it. His parents felt he wasn't mature enough to actually know yet, so they never told him what they were. Despite this, he never stopped asking until one day. His parents took him on a walk. When they came close to a graveyard, they knew they were going to get some questions. This time was different though. They were ready to explain to their son, what a graveyard actually is. When he asked, they explained that it was where peoples body's go when it is time for them to go to heaven. He was shocked. As he got older and older, he was traumatized by the experience. James wouldn't step within 100 feet of a grave yard anymore. How can something be so beautiful to someone, and then be their biggest fear? It was 4:23 in the evening, on January 1, 1990. A new year had just started, and James was ready to start fresh. He was now living at his own house with his girlfriend. When he arrived to his parents house to have dinner with them, he knocked on the door but go no answer. He thought nothing of it and just walked in. When he walked into the kitchen. His father was sobbing. He couldn't see her yet but his mother was lying there on the floor. Next, they came in to get her. He was awestruck. So surprised. Not in a good way. His mother was dead. It was time for the funeral and wake. He couldn't usually go to grave yards, still, but everyone figured he would make an exception. He didn't. He was too scared. He didn't show up. Not only to the wake, but ever, he was gone and no one knew where he went. No one but his mother.

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                                  Story #3
          It was 5:00 in the morning, when I heard the birds screams I woke up immediately. My girlfriend was lying there next to me, motionless in sleep. Despite the amazing sunset I could see clearly out of the back window of the hotel, there was something unnerving. I could feel it as my bones tingled. I didn't really know what t do. I didn't want to her up so early, but I felt I had to. So, I woke her up and although she wasn't extremely joyful when she got up, we left the hotel as soon as we could. As we began the long drive home, it was awkward. No one was talking, not me and not her. The car was silent, no music, no conversation, nothing. Was it me? I kept asking myself this, but something kept telling me that it wasn't. When we got home, she ran straight upstairs. I stayed downstairs, because I had no idea what to do. I walked up the old stairs slowly, scared for some reason as to what I would see. I walked into the bedroom we shared, although we weren't married, and saw her. Lying there. With pills spilled all over the. I looked for a pulse. It was no where to be found. I ran my fingers, slowly, up and down her arms and legs. I was just thinking about how much I loved her. After I came back to reality I called 911. When they arrived and took her away, I lost it. I couldn't take it anymore. I went over to the suitcase I had used for our trip, and got the ring out of it. The ring I was going to give her tonight.  

Friday, June 5, 2015

Picture Perfect Prompts

                                                  Story #2
          We were eight and nine years old. She was eight. Although young, we were mature. We knew things most children our age didn't. We were like two peas in a pod. Inseparable. We would play tag, hide and go seek, and even just run around. We often played in our favorite spot. There was woods behind my house. One day, we went out and were just walking around, weaving in and out of the tall, intimidating trees. She stopped. She sat down on a near by rock. I didn't know what to do. She asked me to come over, so that's what I did. For once, she asked if we could talk. I agreed naively. She wanted to talk about her family. She said her parents would be getting a divorce. I replied with my condolences, and thought we would go back to playing. She continued. I never realized, that she would have to move away to live with he mother. When she told me, I was distraught, devastated, unnerved. I had no movement and no thought. She acted as if nothing had happened, and asked if I wanted to play hide and go seek with her. I nodded. We played, at least I thought we were playing. She hid first. I was counting, and when I was done I went to go find her. She was gone. I looked, and looked, and looked. She was no where to be found. I went home. I told my parents about what had happened. My mother told me that her and her family just drove away in a moving bus. That would be the last time I had ever seen her, so I thought. I am 40 years old now, and I still remember how I felt that day. I had lost all hope of finding new friends. I did everything alone after that. Until one day. The greatest day of my life. I walked into out local Starbucks like every morning, and there was a woman sitting there. I had never seen such a beautiful woman. Little did I know, it was her. I went up to her and said hi. I had know idea who it was. She recognized me. I then figured it out. I was so happy. Went slowly went on, dating and becoming best friends again. Now we are married with three beautiful children. It went from bad to perfect so quickly. It was okay though. It was perfect then and that is all that matters. Until yesterday. We found out she has an extremely deathly cancer. She will die in two day, and I don't know what to do. I can't do this. Good bye Samantha, i'm sorry.

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                                                                                                    Story #1
         Suddenly, I couldn't breathe. Something was over my mouth. It felt weird. It felt like a persons hand. I couldn't see either. I didn't realize what was going on at the time. That is until I was thrown into the back of the white, filthy van. I could see then, and I could breathe too. There was only one small window that I could see out of. I saw many trees, and we were on a narrow, dirt path. I had know idea where I was going, or who was driving me there. At this time I still hadn't realized what was going on. The path went on forever, like a black hole. It felt like the ride was never ending. When we reached the end of the winding path, there was an old, torn, log cabin. In front of us, was a huge tree. Bigger than anything I had ever seen in my entire life. I had never felt so vulnerable. There was five men. All extremely muscular, and could easily destroy me all on there own, but there were three. I didn't know what to do. They didn't speak one word. They used gestures to lead me into the house and down into the musty basement. There were at least 30 other men there. They all looked as scared as me, they seemed to also have no idea what was going on. We were all in the same position. The three men had left. They left me there with all of the other men. No one had said anything, and I knew, without instruction, to not speak. I am sitting in this room, where 40 other men have arrived, and it has been only two more days. I don't have any idea what is going on. Help.