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Misplaced Angel Monologue

Misplaced Angel by Casey Macaulay
Character: Ashlie
Gender: Female
Age (range): 17-25
Style: Drama
Length: 3 minutes

 

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Background Info: Ashlie has just recently been raped by a manager at her work. Her friends are trying to offer her support.

Don't wipe my tears away like it will make everything okay. I'll never be able to get that taste out of my mouth, or the feeling of his hands wrapped around my wrists away! You couldn't possibly understand what I go through everyday. I trusted him, respected him and he took my dignity away from me. Will you ever experience the feeling of screaming your lungs out and not being heard? Begging, pleading, and crying for him to stop and not being acknowledged? I don't think so.

I'mtired of people trying to offer me comfort on a situation they know nothing about. I can't and don't want to talk about it, can't you respect that? No one knows the feelings I suppress every morning. When I wake up and take a shower, try to scrub the memory away. I can't get clean. I have to live through each day with the feelings of being deprived, violated, unwanted and no good. I didn't ask for what happened to me, I don't deserve this misery. No one deserves this kind of pain. I have to forever live with the reminder of whats happened to me.

I don't want you to pity me, try to comfort me, or pretend that you get it, you don't! Don't pretend like everything's going to be okay. Are you oblivious to the fact that he is still walking the streets? He could just as easily have a girl pinned to a bed right no, praying for mercy from heavens above. You can't comprehend what I live with from day to day. But everything happens for a reason right? What's the sense in my circumstance? Losing all control of my life, having no self motivation? What was my life supposed to teach me? All I've learned is that no one can be trusted! I mean, where was my angel while I cried? So don't think you know where I'm coming from, it's apparent to me that sometimes God just doesn't come through.

 


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