Marlena Monologue

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I never had anyone to play with when I was young. My friend was a Tv, who would inspire me to do stupid things. It taught me to do extreme actions that adults wouldn’t do. The house that I lived in was on top of a rocky hill. It was surrounded by big trees that would allow me to perform amazing stunts. For example, jumping from the top of a 6ft tree to the ground. Jumping from the tree to another tree. Jumping from the tree to the top of my house. Mother Marlena would always yell at me to, “STOP! AND COME DOWN!” I was a hard-headed six- year-old the boy who was stubborn and thought he knew it all. Mother Marlena was my biological mother who cared for me ever since I was born. She disciplined me academically and socially. She was in …show more content…

I would always chuckle and tell her, “I’ll be fine nothing is going to happen”. When I sat down on the couch the Tv was noisy; it was throwing its commercials at my face. Suddenly, for some odd reason, I glared back it. Cars were moving fast; suspense was flashing at my face. My eyes luster by the vivid images that were on Tv. The screen became pitch dark. “FAST AND THE FURIOUS” now in theaters. I scream “Mother Marlena!”. Concerned she asked, “Is everything okay? Are you hurt or anything? What’s wrong?” Cheerfully I responded, “There’s a new movie coming out and I really want to see it!” She nodded, “We can go tomorrow as long as you stop jumping from trees”. The first thing I did was “flung” out of the couch in excitement. Out of so much excitement, I knocked out on the floor. That following morning we went to see the movie I’ve been dying to see. I was thrilled to see the cars do their tricks. As I rush into the theater room I sit down. Once the movie begins my eyes are startled by the stunts being performed by cars. “Vroom” and “Vroom”. Race after race I was amused with what came to my eyes. By the time I left my face felt helpless, I sat with …show more content…

By the time I got home I saw my little toy car. The light bulb inside my head, “ding”. I smirked and assumed that I was brilliant. A car plus a hill equals fast and the furious. Before I began I made sure my parents went inside the house. Little did I know that I had an unexpected visitor. My annoying small sister decided to show up and had the guts to ask me what I was about to do. She was 4 years old at that time and would always be curious about everything. Laughing at her face, “I am a genius and what I’m about to do is a clever plan”. Just watch me perform my amazing creativity. As I go get the car, it feels rough and heavy from just sitting around. When I move it to the starting position; there’s an obstacle between me and the ending point. The rocky hill was the obstacle that stood before me. It was bumpy, ugly, rough and pebbly. No matter the setting I knew I could make this happen. A moment of silence approached. I hop in and “boom” I’m of the hill. Pressure through my face. Air particles collapsing against my face as gravity pulls me down. Yes!! This is what I called “FAST AND THE FURIOUS”, but the Victor version. The car starts to stumble and lose its balance. “Ohh

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