Strawberries Monologue

The novel ‘Nanberry’ written by Jackie French is a novel which talks about how a native boy is adopted by the first Australian Surgeon and settles with a complexed family. Of these, the surgeon, however presented as a victor but ultimately the villain, on the other hand, the native boy is shown as a victim, though it could be argued that he is something of a victor.

So when we found that we could not make sense. Well you said that we would still be friends. But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over. But you didn’t have to cut me off. But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough.

His rumbling purr shattered the night and her dream fell away. The king must be fed. Figures, why would I ever get a real day off, anyway? Groggily, she got out of bed and filled his bowl full of his new, vet-recommended food as he rudely weaved in and out of her legs, no doubt trying to trip her. Sadistic little bastard.

Frosty, bitter, crisp air filled my lungs, It wasn’t supposed to happen, maybe it's her fault. Intense, vivid, sharp, the language of tongues, It wasn’t supposed to happen, keep this secret in the vault! Flustered, warm and naive, heading towards harm.

I visited your grave for the first time today, it’s been 3 months. I’m sorry I didn’t attend the funeral, I know I was in hospital but I felt like I should have been there anyway; they could have wheeled me down. They had to sedate me you know, when I was in hospital. I was hysterical and nobody would tell me what happened, they wouldn’t tell me that you had died. You shouldn’t have died.

You were my everything, you were there for me. And now you left me empty, nothing in my caged heart. The emptiness inside me is the only way to safety. You broke me and left me empty, but know I’m stronger than you will ever be.

Your cruel words and remarks cut me to the core. I doubted at first, this couldn’t really be you? “I won’t let you hurt me,” I said, I swore. But we were almost at an end, that I knew.

The helplessness I felt as I sat clenching my head in the murky, brisk night. The words “ I will always love you no matter what”, repeatedly played in my head like my favorite melody. The feeling of your hands riveting my face as you gave me one last kiss overwhelmed me with heartache. The pessimistic stare you gave me as you proceeded to say, in a sorrow manner, “Goodbye Jo”, haunted me forever. The moment I never thought would come about came into prospective right then, you were no longer mine.

I know if I act like this again it will bothered you, perhaps this will also make you more keep the distance with me but I also don't know how to hide it because trying to lie to myself is more painful. I've been trying not to think about you, but I can't. I feel like an idiot at this time, don't know what to do. I know it will make nonsense for you. You now that I still have high hopes, but I'm really desperate with this problem, it made me depressed, my insomnia getting worse each days. I think its all my faults and I deserves for this. I think Van Gogh are right, he said that "Sadness will last forever" in his suicide letter. May be this is my faults not treat you well and I'm sorry for that. But I'm glad if you're happy now, I'm glad if

And it deflated with sadness when you were taken away For nine months I held you, felt each little kick To think of our lives without you is making me

You don’t talk to me anymore and I miss your voice. We don’t do things together anymore, and I miss your smile.

Your beam was so beautiful, I love when I used to tell you jokes and watch you laugh. Our bond was there through thick and thin it was unbreakable. I even miss the mornings when you would scream at me to get up and stop being lazy. Those were the days I was in a normal mindset back then now I am not the same guy you think I was. Natures beauty is so life changing and has been impactful to my lifestyle. These past months have been very poignant to me because as I get closer to having no food. When I think of my food going scarce my thought process starts thinking of my loving family. I think about the good times we had. Even though I am stuck in my Great Alaskan Adventure I will always love you

Thank you for letting my go, for finally ending the pain you knew I had always felt when it came to loving you. I hope you were aware of how difficult it was for me to give you the type of love you so heavily demanded. I was only destroying myself, tearing my soul apart, piece by piece, just to put a smile on your face. Thank you for finally realizing that you have to work on yourself first. I am not and never was capable of doing that for you—no one else is. It was about time you'd decided to end the nights spent crying and the days spent fighting.

I woke up in a cold sweat. Don’t do this to yourself again, I told myself. He’s gone. He doesn’t want you, he chose her. I still remember the day you told me you loved someone else. I can still feel my face fall and hear my heart break. I wanted to hate you, but I wanted to hate her even more. But I couldn’t make myself hate either of you, especially not the person who once brought me so much happiness.

Heart that was given, why is on the floor? I feel like I can’t take this anymore. I wanted you close to me very bad Without you, there’s no reason to be glad You are the only beauty my eyes know Without you, my life feels as cold as snow Will you come back like you told me before?