Drama / Mystery
Question?
By Sonia Frances
Stevens
Time is now
Place in a home
Script outline
Entry
The police, etc are located at the front door.
Forcing the door. There is a slight smell lingering in
the air near the door. They look at each other thinking that they do not like
that slight smell and are hoping that it is not what it is behind that door.
The door has been opened and the strongest smell bombards
out and they cover their noses. All what they had thought before the door was
eventually opened has been confirmed.
The strong stench escapes out of the door.
They walk down the hall, looking searching. Checking
everything out. The they arrive at the bedroom where the body lies.
Outside people are gathering and wondering what is
happening. Wondering, assuming, criticizing, making stories up.
The police search the area and on the CPU was a Letter.
The Letter
Reads
(Voice over)
It is right for me
to leave.
Times are Hard…
I, seem to have
lost the plot.
All my life, I
have lived as others wanted me too.
Was never able to
be myself. Everyone liked me as that person.
Then when, I
wanted to become myself..
Everyone, just
could not believe me.
I tried so hard to
be me, but people seem to dislike this. I told the truth about things when
asked, but people wanted me to be lying.
When I married, I
took all the blame, all the shame, and all the pain.
I stood with
others when death was there, I brought husbands family back into his life. I
brought the home and payed it off. Giving husband credit for all that I have
done, taking blame and shame, so his family could join with him once again.
Then I had an
accident and got ill, he then had to pay the bills.
I tried 7 times
IVF after that, then things got worse. He found out that he was adopted. I had
to be strong to ensure that he belonged- but you see I found out I was pregnant
at the time and losing 500 mls blood per day. His mother also was diagnosed
with cancer and was having surgery, I could not cope. Had to be strong for him
and his family, I lost my child in silence. 2 weeks later he walked out.
Time passed. Was
ill.
Had no one. No
family, no one that I could trust so deeply.
The I met a man
and I entrusted him will everything.
He took everything
then publicly denied me, Publicly humiliated me ( his friends did this as I
still could not believe he would do this)
His name is
Then I engaged in
courses and wanted my own dreams to come to life. Even now, this is extremely
hard for me to do.
I am alone.. Hard.
Men think, just
because I am friendly that I want them(sexually) but actually I only want
friends, some one to confide in, argue with, brainstorm with, share my thoughts
and feelings with.
They flee.
I am tired of
proving myself worth.
I am tired for
being blamed , when I know I did nothing, but take on the blame of others, so
they could be back with their families.
I am a fool, who
really believes in people, hoping that someone could really discover that
simple fact.
There is such pain
inside me.
People have
forsaken, that someone could believe in them so… That I only wish to have that
respect which I give them, that I want someone to believe in me s me and not
being used for that.
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Scene
The body was covered.
The body was removed.
They assumed she died by her own hand.
They did not understand it was a set up murder that
looked like a suicide.
No one claimed the body.
The person, who cleaned the place, was actually the
instigator of the death. (she pretended to be sad, to get the compassion and
the victim sympathy from others.)
The case was closed.
When she there smiling, she thought she had gotten away
with it, but you see this script was made. You have a chance to make your own
minds up.
You, the audience, has a choice.
………………………………………………….
People will always
assume that a life is wasted.
When you see this
take note:
I died 6 times
I survived
I Lost 6
miscarriages
I lost the six
children
I survived
I had cancer 3
times
I survived
I had been
poisoned 2 times once as a child
I survived.
I had been abused
as a child to extreme.
I survived.
I lost myself
through others
To survive.
Hit by lightening
I survived
I seen death and
murder
I was the one who
dealt with the hard stuff. This is only the main portion of my life.
I was the silent
person who kept all the secrets of others.
I am the Guardian
of Secrets
Yet wheb I needed
someone to share it. No one could believe what I had endured, so they made me
out to be liar. When in actual fact it
all was so very true and real and documented.
And I lived it.
My dreams were
taken from me in early childhood.
You see, That is
my life.
So please do not
judge me too hard,
I did live.
I just went on a
different path to many. I lived many life times, in one life time.
Forgive me. I lost
my way.
I am now gone for
the rest of this day..