This is scene one from a short play I wrote in 2008.
(Black curtain as backdrop. Boy one starts center stage looking at audience. Boy two should be seated downstage left, with back to Boy one. Boy three and Boy four are opposite each other with their sides to the audience. Music playing, preferred song—I dare you by shinedown.)
Song: “Hello let me introduce you to the characters in the show.”
Boy one—I guess this is my rant
Boy three— Your answers, your path, your choice
Boy four—Let it be told
(Boy one, two, three, and Boy four off stage while Boy five takes center stage facing audience, lights up)
Boy five– (Starts to pace as first dialoged commences) Our fight is not against humans but against powerful, spiritual beings of evil. Everywhere you turn they can be noticed; corrupting the minds of our children, stealing the hope from the poor, spreading hatred and destruction. They are not to be dealt with lightly, but if God is on your side, we shouldn’t worry about the enemy. We should be wary of the sun, moon, and stars. (Turns to audience and shouts) In the old times, those who worshipped the sun, moon, or stars were to be stoned.
Boy one—(Voice from off stage) Speak on
Boy two—(Voice from off stage) Love on
Boy three—(Voice from off stage) Live on
Boy four—(Voice from off stage) Need on
Boy five—(sits and begins to rock as line progresses) the ghosts of our past only come back to haunt us if we let them. They’re like an old clock that needs winding. Then the ticking starts … …… and no one likes to hear the sound of their own heartbeat. It reminds them or their own mortality. No one wants to die, but we all do. Some don’t want to live, yet we are all here. But in one moment of weakness … one brief instant of thoughtless pain, it can all be over. But what comes next? Who hurt the most? Why is this even an option? People are only going to like me, are only going to love me, if I do what they want me to do. If I don’t, they’ll withdraw their love, and disappear. (stands and starts to pace.)
Boy one—(voice from off stage) no one really says anything
Boy two—(voice from off stage) no one truly loves anyone
Boy three—(voice from off stage) no one really knows how to live
Boy four—(voice from off stage) no one understands what they truly need
Boy five—what is truth? What is pain? Why is the truth so often painful? How come the truth, the real truth is something we all run from? Why do we build relationships off of lies and misconceptions? What is so inconceivable about human truth? What is truth? Who determines what is correct? (Rises hands to sky, clenches fists and yells at the sky) Who do you think you are?
Boy one—(voice from off stage) I am me
Boy two—(voice from off stage) I am me
Boy three—(voice from off stage) I am me
Boy four—(voice from off stage) I am …
All—(voices Boy one, two, three, and Boy four yell) ME! (Boy five falls to the ground and cowers) Who are you?
Boy five—(timidly) who am I? Who am I? Who am I…really? Why is it that no one cares who another person truly is? Once you get to know someone, shouldn’t you at least want to really get to know them before…? (Stands and progressively gets louder) we shouldn’t be stumbling blind, deaf, and mute into life like that. How do we expect to live while we continue to handicap ourselves with petty thoughts with no subsequent actions to move our race onward? Have you ever been hurt?
Boy one—(voice from off stage) by friends?
Boy two—(voice from off stage) by love?
Boy three—(voice from off stage) by God?
Boy four—(voice from off stage) by church?
Boy five—I have
Hope you enjoyed that (and that it isn’t too confusing out of context) I’ll post Scene Two and Scene Three in a bit.
Thanks for reading,