Drama / Mystery

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.

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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..