Examples Of Dramatic Monologue

I have something I need to tell you. It feels weird announcing this, because nothing has changed. I feel exactly as I’ve always felt, and I’m still the same person I’ve always been, I’ve just accepted a few things. It  almost feels pointless to say, because it seems so obvious to me, but I think I should tell you anyway. I don’t know how exactly to explain myself, because it’s how I’ve always felt, but I’ll try help you to understand without writing down every thought I’ve ever had.

Thank you for taking an interest in the role! I really appreciate it. — So I have some background for the Emilia role, but it's open to creative freedom. She, Brandon (me) and the Kit all grew up on the bad side of town (I haven't picked a location yet, as I wanted everyone's input once I got the group together) She and Brandon are very close, almost like siblings, and he's very protective of her; they have a relationship like Dom and Mia from Fast and the Furious.

“So I ended up not calling anybody. I came out of the booth,

I can’t believe i did it i looked down at my hands covered in blood i did not know what to do to do. All that i wanted to do was save Ponyboy. I had to think fast so me and ponyboy headed to Dally he told us where to go and gave me and ponyboy some money and a gun. Ponyboy and I headed off and went where Dally had told us to go.

Black stage two stop light one two figures dressed in black. On the floor in fetal postions

I am in Selma, as usual. Us Trees are doing just fine. This was an eventful few weeks. It was wonderful before all the commotion happened. My part of town is in a doozy of a situation. The humans marched for their voting rights, and an unfortunate thing happened. While crossing the Edmund Pettus Bridge, the marchers were brutally attacked by cops and deputies. There was tear gas being thrown and people being clubbed. I saw dozens of ambulances whizz by. Such a tragic sight to see. It is a good thing that the humans are standing up for their rights' though. The day the marchers marched by me, there was a crisp smell of change in the air. These people knew that things were going to change. They were profusely sweating, yet still

As Antonio reached the palace entrance, he realised he had to see the regidor before going. He returned, knocked on the outer door and went in. ‘Ah, Señor Hidalgo, said the private secretary. I hope your meeting with the armourer went well.’

Dark Place – JEFFREY: Does it matter to you that I am going mad? Not sure I can go away and reflect on it. Not sure I can get through my own madness.

(Victor) He is gone What have I done This battle has just begun Get ready cause I got my gun You’re just unsteady

I've decided to rewrite my profile using lyrics from some of my favorite songs thrown in (with a couple of revisions and edits).. so here goes nothing: All right! Stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to. I look funny, but yo I'm makin' money, see so yo Eugene

Returning from his party that Saturday, my thoughts began to wander to him, Jay Gatsby… A name that I had once held dearer than any other. He was my solider, but quickly becoming lost in the war, I failed to keep what we once had. I was oblivious to whether he would even return alive let alone make something of himself as he has done now. I was always encouraged to marry into, as my mother would describe “illustrious families”. I was never really given any other option or objective to strive for. Tom seemingly ticked every box that was ever created for someone like me, and as it happened, for a moment in time it appeared perfect. I would be lying if I said that I never loved him. We have shared dear, dear moments, heartwarming and precious. However, I have concluded; all that is good must come to an end, and quickly Tom began to stray from the vows that we once spoke. In many ways, his morals began to slowly deteriorate. But still, despite Tom’s infidelity, the style of my life continues to bubble with prosperity like the champagne spilt most nights. Affluence, influence, freedom.

“That brings to me to what I came here for, Capone, please take a walk with me. I have something genuinely important that I must discuss with you in private. You must know by now that I wouldn’t ask for you unless it was something significant,” he announced as he walked outside of the room as if he expected Al

In his play, Hamlet, William Shakespeare utilizes monologue to give his characters room for self-expression and conveyance. Early in the play, the reality of death remains ever present. For Hamlet, the protagonist, recent events in his life have pushed him towards absolute depression. At the end of scene two, act one, Hamlet delivers a monologue sharing his grievance over his father’s death and his dissatisfaction with his mother’s marital situation. Early in the passage, Shakespeare writes, in the words of Hamlet, “Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that Everlasting had not fixed His canon ‘gainst self-slaughter.” In this shocking statement, Hamlet questions why God made suicide a sin. He employs the a metaphorical cannon to espouse the

“The fact is, I loved him! What can’t you understand about that? I’ve told you already now multiple times! Lionel shouldn’t have died for me! He was too kind of a person!

"You really think we could make it?" She says, as she turns to look me in the eyes.