Raine-Kiyomi

Draft of a monologue I wrote for play writing class. Scene opens: A woman is sitting on a bed with a laptop on the end with a single friend sitting with her. The friend is clearly upset and teary eyed.    Now there, there… He wasn't that bad. I swear. I’ll tell you one that will make that boy look like a saint. Like all things, he didn't start out bad, but isn't that how all exes are? You had to have dated them in the first place for some reason right?    My ex? Well, he was kind and caring. He helped me get over my previous break up. Which, that was also a bad one. I swear I have a track record for horrid exes, but anyway&h

It seems like everything around me is sort of crumbling down. I'm not sure what to do anymore. My health has been going down hill for a month now. My friends are galavanting off doing who knows what or seem to purposely invite me to do things they know I'd never do. My own family isn't helping anything at all. My stress level at school to graduate at all is sickening, and the few people I can get along with no matter what and want to be with are hours upon hours away. I need a vacation from everything..

...Hands make what the mind creates.. Though hands can be broken, a mind can never be marred. Minds continue on, to live, to learn, to create, to make, to love.