Yes, I am a spork! Oh my God, I left it charging in the car. One group, the group to my left, said I was too “round” for them; and the ones on the right? It helps someone else and you.

Alrightie, (Mutters to self.) …Pick that up, we’ll need it later… (Suddenly surprised. I put it on my bed. This version would be OK if you just wanted to read the play,but it is sold as annotated and is not. I did not just accidentally send a text to Sky about the fact that I have a crush on Gaston.

My favorite place was Santa’s workshop. I mean, what the falalala was he thinking? He buys me anything I want. HOW DID HE DO THAT?!? Last night I googled stuff about psychologists. The pitcher throws the ball. Questo articolo ha un limite di quantità massima per ordine. (covers phone with hand) What?

I just wish he wouldn’t yell, and…well, other stuff. Description: Cupid aims his arrow at the wrong person. See here’s the thing. Description: Teen rejected by her guy finds comfort where least expected–from her mom.

Dear diary, He’s always hiding in piles of things and jumping out at me! I messed with her head with, I’m older I shoulda known better, I shoulda done better. So, from now on I will call you Courage.


My door has a knob instead of a handle!

I am the embodiment of all that is good in the universe. I was a sophomore, and this whole high school thing? Yeah, we’ve all heard it, Penelope. Barely. I guess it’s not all that surprising though, since I live in a pineapple under the sea. Look, I’m going to get in trouble. By: Astra Baker, Age 16, New York, USA No one would want to be me, though. That was a monologue! I need to tell her. To my surprise, they were all shrunken about three sizes after taking them out of the dryer! Sit in the dark and listen to music.

Like when the teacher announces to the whole class that you got a frowny face on your chart for the day. None of my friends do! I just want me, myself and I. They were doing that thing where they were trying to keep their voices down, but it’s totally obvious. The doorbell never rang, and my app told me that it arrived. Sometimes I’m scared I won’t be enough like you when I grow up. You’re sick, and that’s okay. I know she saw the end coming, but she kept folding. Time’s up. I hope it’s been good. Do it for the children who need their macaroni. You wouldn’t want me to lose my job, would you? In fact, that’s my dream goal. It felt like time was slowing down. Description: A teenage girl tries to convince her strict mother to let her go to a sleepover. The future is disorder.

But my dad was an explorer, a conqueror. I got him to tell me the dates…cost me a carrot and I headed on up there. (The leprechaun goes back to his work making shoes and sings this song. Turns out because of that little scuffle he started to verbally abuse George, but she still wouldn’t leave him. Gender: Any To be honest, you guys are just reopening those wounds. You promised me my life but you lied. (pause) I know you don’t have to do anything like that! I am the boss here, so you will do everything I ask you to do exactly when I say it. Mama said it was for the best.

He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawnof the house. She didn’t believe me. Third Place Winner! Dad, I wish you could have seen it! I’ll bet you’re sorry you asked. Sometimes I wonder if something has happened to you.

You were ready to go. It’s selfish really, I know, but I deserved one. Ha! 180 times four, which is 720 calories, plus breakfast (does calculation) so 1730 calories. Genre: Dramatic But yes. Those signed up to the course will learn how to deliver a conversational monologue and how to turn theatre acting into acting for screen. Description: Elena confides in a friend about a crime she committed. That’s racist, but you never realise that until you’re older. The voices of the two gunmen made my skin crawl. By: Niesha M., Fort Worth, Texas, USA, Age 12 I shot him twice in the head. If you knew the algorithm and fed it back say ten thousand times, each time there’d be a dot somewhere on the screen. To be at the beginning again, knowing almost nothing. The troll grunts something unintelligible and pulls your pencil out of his pocket. Not me. ‘Atom Bomb Disease’ rolls off the tongue better. I’ve heard about shark attacks, but they never really scared me…didn’t seem real. What does Santa think we are, robots? I used to always yap and moan about her Earth, Wind and Fire, but that’s just what girls do to their mothers. (pause) I think I’ve told you before about how my sister, Katherine and I would play pranks on each other.

(Talking to box/coffin). Hey man, bring ya red nose over here… AYE MAN, I said bring ya RED NOSE over here! Now I never knew this, so here I am warning you after all this happened. His work occupied all his time.

The poor thing spent her last months folding and folding and folding. Genre: Comedic. Hel-. I raised my hands instinctively in front of my face, and I prayed. I can volunteer as a skating coach as soon as I get one million! You look too young to be a psychiatrist.

By:Brooke E., Little Rock, Arkansas, USA, Age 14 Description: A leprechaun outsmarts someone who has found his pot of gold. Music makes me happy. I could be healthy tomorrow. Not to worry. In fourth and fifth grade Angela had a cubby right next to mine. Genre: Comedic But God loves a trier, so here goes nothing. A door like this has cracked open five or six times since we got up on our hind legs. I mean, look at it. But no brutality disgusted her: I suppose she has an innate admiration of it, if only her precious person were secure from injury!

I’ll be out in a minute! Once upon a time, that is. The most illegal thing I’d done up until that point was J-walked. (Pause.) Look, I’m not stupid.

I started laughing and crying at the same time. Those kindergartners should be ashamed for doing that to her.

I should have been there for you. You and I were very close…we’d tell each other secrets and talk behind Melanie’s back. It splashed all over my Ann Taylor blouse and onto my Jimmy Choo’s. Get ’em so worked up they want nothing more than to have me gone. So, you go ahead and do what you gotta do. The warm mouthwatering softness of the bread, smothered in rich beautiful tomato sauce, with the essence of pepperoni delicately intertwined and caressed in a beautiful blanket of cheese. Brock Bruce. Genre: Dramatic, (Monologue can be delivered at a desk with a prop microphone, simulating a radio broadcast, or in front of a laptop, as if the person is livestreaming or recording a video.). When you finally think she is done she just links what she is talking about to something else! You may see a video of Amber performing her monologue here! I should probably tell you now, before you notice it. Come here to the Happy Rancher or go to jail.

So, he sent his brother Hades to marry me. I mean, am I missing something here? I’m sure you aren’t as capable of keeping track of your first fifty middle names. Go find someone else you can trick into going all mushy and stupid only to have his heart torn out and smashed like a wine glass at a Jewish wedding. I tried thinking of something to say, as if choosing the right words would save his life but. By: Dajai T., Modesto, California, USA By: Jazarae Robinson, Age 12, Ohio, USA Yes, you, in the out-of-season blouse. And you can go get a shovel. It’s out there and now you have to give it to him and so you do. Oh for the love of-I didn’t say sit down! Okay, so this morning, my nine-year-old twin sisters, Rose and Emile, just walked into my room, without knocking, stole my cardigan, lipstick, necklaces, and mascara, then walked out. There were even times when I didn’t want to be on this earth anymore, but looking at her, I felt that things were going to get better…that I would come out stronger than ever. Not like tonight. Honey! It’s ok, cause you can say whatever you want about me because I don’t really think of myself as a thief, I think of myself more as an artist. Until next time, Anna. Description: A teen nervously reveals to his/her grandmother that he/she is gay. You need to pay me now! Si è verificato un problema durante il salvataggio delle preferenze relative ai cookie. Gender: Any ‘About that,’ says Bob, ‘We were looking for a more ‘exotic’ location.’ ‘But you’re never going to find a grocery store around here are you?’, I reply. By: Yoselyn H., Edinburg, Tx, USA; Age 13 That was MY pencil you ate, Jeffrey Dahmer! But he finds me. (giving a new idea, hoping desperately) Then let’s sneak it through a smaller port. Each drip sets up the conditions for the next, the smallest variation blows prediction apart, and the weather is unpredictable the same way, will always be unpredictable. He was out as usual and I heard his truck sputter into the driveway. Hurry! I was lucky. Gender: Any Wait a sec. And of course, it was. My intense competitive spirit, social anxiety, fear of the cafeteria and awkward sense of humor tend to work against me. Imagine walking down a dark alley-way lined with brick buildings, garbage and junk. (pause) We were a force to be reckoned with when we were together, we were partners, not a hero and her sidekick.

But didn’t I have everything anyone could want? (Turns to kids after Linda leaves) Now listen, you little brats! That water has been everywhere: icebergs from the ages before humanity, the river Caesar crossed, a poisoned well from the Middle Ages, the glasses on the Titanic. (Pause) All right don’t say I didn’t warn you. I know this sounds crazy, but…. My daily routine. I am not the sparrow you picked up in the roadside, my love. Brock: Okay. The law office. Genre: Dramatic People are amazed that I remember so much about my mother, because the cancer took her when I was only five. Gender: Female Of course, I married him for his money! Yeah. And it’s hard, it really is. The pitcher had a no-hitter going and even though he just walked three batters the whole team wanted him to pitch the full no-hitter.

See, my friend Tom and I were put in a group for a science project on fungus, and there was this… extra credit assignment. Genre: Dramatic (Angrily) You think I can, don’t you? Look, you’re new here, so I feel it’s my duty to warn you… there are a couple of people you’ll want to avoid. What they do see is weird kid and obnoxious boy blowing gargantuan bubbles during class. Great English Monologues for Actors. My dad used to apologize a lot. I know that. I have to get out! OMG! Do you ever think about how being alive, and actually living, are two completely different things? In my mind, his eyes are open and he is reaching out. Description: A Chinese mother lectures her child about how easy her life is.
(Softly.) He tried to jump on me when I got to the top, but I got out of the way.