Dramatic Monologue
My heart was racing, only got four hours of sleep. My nerves are on edge. I’m worried I will not find my classes. I walked the crowned hallways with red and black stripes on the walls. With my head down, I make my way swiftly through the mass of people. I became more anxious, more on edge. While waiting in the lobby for my friends to arrive, the thoughts and eagerness to know what was in store for my freshman year began to overcrowd my mind.
After waiting for a few minutes my friends arrive. We are all smiling and laughing, because we are finally in high school. “I hope everyone had a great summer,” my friend Mary said. I went back to summer, remembering the beautiful mountains of Boone. My thoughts are halted by the morning bell. My first …show more content…
I thanked her and opened the doors to the auditorium. There was a mixture of freshmen, juniors, and some seniors. Ms. White was easy to find. She was wearing a bright neon orange shirt with khakis. “Welcome everyone!” Ms. White said excitedly. She began to tell the class the rule and requirements for her class. “Monologues will be due Monday morning.” I heard Ms. White say. My nerves could not catch a break. After class, I went home and wrote my monologue. I did not want to present my monologue to the class. I was shy and knew no one in my class. I told myself repeatedly that I could do it. Monday morning was here before I knew it. The feeling of dread filled me, and I wanted to back out, receive my zero with pride. When I arrived at school, my monologue clutched firmly in my hand, I made my walk of dread to the auditorium. I got to door and took a deep breath, and walk inside. Everyone were a little scared of presenting their monologues with the class, so I felt a fraction of a bit better. When my name was called, my heart dropped. I was not ready to do this at all, but a part of me wanted to get it over with. I unfolded my paper and began to read my monologue. It felt like I have been on stage forever, saying my monologue. I got through it, just like I got through freshman
After waiting for a few minutes my friends arrive. We are all smiling and laughing, because we are finally in high school. “I hope everyone had a great summer,” my friend Mary said. I went back to summer, remembering the beautiful mountains of Boone. My thoughts are halted by the morning bell. My first …show more content…
I thanked her and opened the doors to the auditorium. There was a mixture of freshmen, juniors, and some seniors. Ms. White was easy to find. She was wearing a bright neon orange shirt with khakis. “Welcome everyone!” Ms. White said excitedly. She began to tell the class the rule and requirements for her class. “Monologues will be due Monday morning.” I heard Ms. White say. My nerves could not catch a break. After class, I went home and wrote my monologue. I did not want to present my monologue to the class. I was shy and knew no one in my class. I told myself repeatedly that I could do it. Monday morning was here before I knew it. The feeling of dread filled me, and I wanted to back out, receive my zero with pride. When I arrived at school, my monologue clutched firmly in my hand, I made my walk of dread to the auditorium. I got to door and took a deep breath, and walk inside. Everyone were a little scared of presenting their monologues with the class, so I felt a fraction of a bit better. When my name was called, my heart dropped. I was not ready to do this at all, but a part of me wanted to get it over with. I unfolded my paper and began to read my monologue. It felt like I have been on stage forever, saying my monologue. I got through it, just like I got through freshman