Lacy Williams Monologue

Deputy Wells and I responded to a home where a 16 year old girl allegedly cut herself. When we arrived to the scene Deputy Wells’ zone partner was already on location. We entered the home together and came into contact with the kid’s mother who stated that she saw the cuts on her daughter’s wrist and determined that she had been cutting herself with a razor. When we enter the girls’ room, she was being comforted by another teenage girl, who we found out was her close friend. The victim was crying and appeared to be extremely emotional. Deputy Wells made several attempts to find out why she had cut herself. Finally, the girl admitted to cutting herself and stated “I don’t know why I cut myself.” The other teenage girl got up from the bed and

As she gets on that plane she knows it’s going to be a long trip from home.

Twenty years ago Jimmy Wells wanted to meet me at this place twenty years from now. Now he has caught me because he knew I was a thief .

Marcus creeps up, slowly dribbling the ball looking at me like I’m his prey. He shoots.

The thunder clapped against the sky, sounding like thousands of galloping horses. There was no sign of human life except for the truck and luxury horse trailer that zoomed by. Hard rain hit the trailer, making loud thuds against it's rusted metal. A young teenager with brown curly hair, freckles, and blue eyes sat in the back seat of the red truck. The girl glanced at the camper/trailer behind them and sighed.

Drummer Alex makes the most noise onstage and is the quietest offstage. He’s tried to be perfect—married the perfect wife, had the perfect daughter, and . . . then it wasn’t perfect anymore. When his second daughter, Sophie, was born with disabilities, his marriage went to hell.

Romeo and I are standing next to each other, Friar Laurence standing between us and nurse sitting down on the church seats. Nurse looks some what happy, she did want me to marry young. I feel happy and kind of guilty. I can't believe I snuck out. Even though I feel kind of guilty I’m glad I snuck out to marry Romeo. I know I met him like two days ago, but it feels like I've known him forever. It was love at first sight, something I had never experienced before.

My intent is to inform about what has been going on, and by no means to get Micah Jackson in trouble, on the other hand, I feel that he is responsible for his poor decisions he made. I was reluctant to go ahead and speak to my manager Pam at first because I am used to handle situations like that on my own without anyone’s involvement

It’s been two months since the incident happened with Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones and I. It’ll be nice if I could find her and thank her for the life lesson she taught me on the night of the incident.

My dear husband, I understand that you would do anything to get me out of jail; but it is not necessary. As you know, I am with child and they will postpone my death a year. They tell me of how you have fought to try to save me. You do all of this at your own expense. We both wish that things weren’t this way; but you don’t need to suffer with me. If you continue to defy the court they will have no mercy on you. What would happen to our children? They would be orphaned; I refuse to do that to them. You have to forget about helping me and focus on our boys.

Last night as I was lying in bed in those moments between being awake and falling asleep, I got to thinking which normally is not a good thing. I thought about Ed Gray’s passing - the loss of a good friend and then about what you told me and the pain it must have caused you. Mary Lou, I realized my thoughts were about the issue of pain. For the life of me I don’t get it. In some way it is selfish in that I would give a great deal to have just a clue as to God’s plan – if I did I would give it away so anyone who has to deal with pain in their lives would have the reference book to help and understand. Of course, I don’t and never will. But, I hope that you can find a path thru what has got be a loss of trust deeper than any infidelity

Epilogue The time has come. The last day of school has arrived. 4 years of uncertainty and uneasiness.

Hello, I am Scarlet Williams. Before I begin my wild story, let me further introduce myself. I am from the beautiful city of Boston, Massachusetts, widely known throughout the world. I am an extravagantly rich socialite thanks to my father, the notorious George Williams IV. My family’s name has been prominent in this city for quite some time now. My father’s gorgeous white mansion lies right in the middle of town, for he does enjoy showing off his belongings. The house contains countless stunning rooms; however, the most mesmerizing would definitely be the “White Escape”, the name my father gave to our party room. When a certain light hits the chandelier, the room transforms into an enchanting wonderland, captivating even the most miserable

Marshall Bruce awakened from his slumber harshly, by his alarm clock's obnoxious ringing as it pierced through the air. Seconds later, Marshall reaches for his alarm clock, knocking over numerous beers on the bedside table, however, somehow managing to hit the snooze button, just as he lays his head back down into his plush pillow. Just as Marshall starts to fall back asleep, he hears loud and heavy footsteps from the apartment upstairs, followed by the bathroom door crashing shut and the shower hastily being started. Moments later Marshall's phone begins to ring and he thinks to himself, "Would it make a difference if I just ignored whoever is calling me and could just lay here and go back to bed?". Just as Marshall snaps back to reality,

The giant head stare down at him. Frank felt its eyes pierce into his, entering the back of his brain, searching for a package he did not want opened. It would unveil itself. He knew that. Frank walked on.