Black Monologue

At the start of the play we open on a dark stage with just a pool of diffused white light center stage. As Kipps walks through the dark house and approaches the stage, it become enveloped in the warm tungsten light of a cheap theater. As the show progresses and Kipps begins reading the monologue we transition back to the pool of light. Similar transitions will happen throughout the scene as we travel between the world The Actor knows and the world of stories that Kipps is introducing until we fade to black at the end of the scene. When lights come back up it is again the warm tungsten lights that wash and expose the stage.

In the exhilarating tale, The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak, a character that would serve well as a best friend is Hans Hubermann. Hans is a great example of someone who is a great friend because he is very compassionate. Hans showed compassion in the story when he cared for Liesel as his own daughter and when he risked his life for the sake of Max Vandenburg’s. On page 36 of the text, it states, “Every night, Liesel would nightmare. … Possibly the only good to come out of these nightmares was that it brought Hans Hubermann her new papa into the room to soothe her, to love her.” This shows that Hans Hubermann is compassionate towards Liesel and he is there when she needs love. Also, Liesel can count on him to lift up her spirits when she is feeling

Fire licked at your nerves. Eating away flesh and sinew. Before your body registered the excruciating pain, your mind had already analyzed the damage. If you didn’t die in the precious few seconds before shock wore off, you’d surely suffer a painful death. But fate was not kind.

Yellow does not match the Beethoven playing in your head. Yellow is sickly and pale and reminds you of bile, the acidic aftertaste making you gag. Yellow does not match the fluid notes blending together, the strings creating tension, the flutes and oboes and clarinets releasing it, the brass announcing surprise, and percussion banging out stars to end the sick symphony. Yellow reminds you of being lost. Yellow will never be your favorite color.

I am a Chosen. I survived the Epidemic and like all of the other survivors who weren’t in quarantine, safe from the outside world, I have a power.

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Dead bodies float in the smoke. Children screech, mothers cry, fathers groan. Burning bodies release horrible odors.

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It’s a chilling reality- the number of errors that occur in healthcare. Computerized drug-order entry system has a potential to reduce the number of errors. Physicians and pharmacists have to be involved in reviewing the drugs prescribed. Havening this done it can significantly reduce the harm due to errant medication orders.

He couldn't help it; he couldn't stop the feelings that made his blood boil. Every time he looked at her the feeling just kept coming back and it kept coming back stronger. Maybe it was just human nature that kept drawing him back to her. Humans are always going after the things they're not supposed to have and man, he was definitely not supposed to go after her. It would be like signing his own death sentence if he did.

At night, before she goes to sleep, she leaves her phone on the bedside table. The iridescent screen shines back at her, almost glaring, accusative in its stark contrast from the dark that usually gave them all such comfort. She places it next to the military clock, watching it tick tick tick away, each stroke beating in a steady staccato along with her heart. The very act of keeping a phone so close feels treacherous. It’s a looming, ominous thing; A symbol of all their hopes, dreams, resting on the precipice of a single message.

“What even IS a pinata? “ Timothy thought as he sat, staring at the rainbow colored donkey… It was an average day at your average 9 year old’s birthday party in an average suburban backyard. The children were running around, wreaking havoc, and the adults were indulging in their “adult” conversations with their “adult” grape juice. Everyone was having a grand ol’ time, except for little Timothy.

It's been awhile since we last connected. I feel awful knowing my schedule doesn't give me enough time to visit you anymore. But I can still write to you and since I was young we have been close friends. In the past you showed me your wonders and we will play until there was nothing more to imagine. I will be awed by your beauty, your charm, and your simplicity.

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