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  • Fiction > Scripts & Plays
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    ACT I Scene 1 Set in an average looking apartment (STAGE LEFT is a kitchen scene with a fridge, sink, and counter top space and directly next to it is an island with two bar stools. STAGE UP LEFT has a door. The color of the walls are yellow in this section. STAGE RIGHT is the living room, wit...
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    She was star struck as she stared out the window, feeling the warm sun beat down on her face. It didn’t even seem like the same sun that was on her before, in her old home. Everything seemed so new and overwhelming. It was all a bit much to take in. Now, as they made way to her new home, she looke...
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    I don’t fall for anyone. When I was six, there was a little boy who liked me. It was too long ago to remember his name, but he went to all lengths to get me to notice him. He would sit in front of me at story time, play with me and the Lincoln logs, and even tried sharing his crayons, which was ...
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    My hair fell face gracefully around my head as I looked down. It covered my face with a layer of brown. It shielded me from my problems momentarily, but it couldn’t help my mind of thinking of all the possibilities. I leaned over my bicycle, with arms resting on handles, shaking. I had never felt ...
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    The fall leaves fell gracefully making a picture-perfect postcard picture. With crimson and gold and ginger slurred together to make a gorgeous collage. Against the first snow, it was popping like his favorite bubble gum. If only everything was this perfect, she thought. She squeezed his hand harder...

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