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Emily Peace-19 years old, female
INT- New York City Apartment-bedroom
[Emily is sitting alone in her bedroom, sitting on her bed.]
When you think of relationships, you may think of roses and chocolates. When I think of relationships, I think of fear, pain and bruises. Every time he calls my name, I freeze, wondering if this would be the last time. The funny thing is that I think I may love him, even though he does this to me. I know it’s not him-it’s the drinking, it’s the drugs. I always feel like I should be with him, make sure he doesn’t go too crazy. [Short, harsh laugh] It never works. [ Her voice begins to become faster.] I always try to hide my fear, make it look like he doesn’t scare me. That’s all a lie. He knows it and I know it. [Emily crosses to center stage, sits down at a desk and looks in a mirror] When I resist, he rewards me with the pain and the bruises. He likes being strong and in control, likes seeing me in tears, likes seeing me fight for my life. [Emily puts down the mirror and stares into the audience.] I try to keep to an open mind, hope what I’m doing will make some sort of difference, try to imagine what my life would be like without him. [Pauses] I always think about leaving him, but I have no where else. My family is in Montana and I have no friends in New York. So, I’m a caged bird, stuck here, everyday on the brink of death.
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