This monologue is through the thoughts of a depressed teen, which gets beaten up by her stepfather. - Black, Blue and Crimson

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This monologue is through the thoughts of a depressed teen, which gets beaten up by her stepfather.

Black, Blue and Crimson

She walks up to the mirror to check her newly blossoming bruises that she’d just received from her step-dad.

(Winces in pain)

Wow (flatly) There once was a time when black and blue used to be two of my most favoured colours. Now, I despise the dullness and routinely appearance of those two colours.

(Reaches out to feel her eye) Ow!

(Again winces in pain.) This time, it looks much stranger than the other times. It looks likes the cooked yolk inside of an old, cold boiled egg. Where on the outside, you see the greyness start to take over the yellowish part. The yellowish part much like my light pale oriental skin. Heh! (Smirks mockingly at herself and also at the same time confused) Where the hell did I come up with that? Hmm...well at least I’ve learned to make a joke out of myself … After all there’s only so much you can do. Actually it’s more like nothing you can do.

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Oh God! I wonder how long it’s going to take to heal this time. There’s nothing worse then going back into school with your eye swollen to the size of a golf ball. I can’t stay at home. No in fact, I wouldn’t dare. I’d rather faces the accusing stares of people who walk past me wondering what had happened to me than stay at home with him! What HAD happen to me? I can’t tell them, id been beaten up by my overly drunken lazy bum of a step-dad. I don’t need more problems. Perhaps I should bunk. ...

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