Sabah Screen Fest ( 2021 ) smk bahang.

script chap 3

Hate this.

Jenny walked down the road, heading home. The three bullies following her as she walked silently.

Emma : Hey miss music producer, where you head off to?

Jenny: Don't touch me.

Bethany : uh, yeah.. sure , but sweetie .. Saying you're a wannabe music producer is not gonna get you any boyfriends.

Jenny, : I dont care! Get away from me you.. **stops to come up with an insult** You judgemental freaks!

Hannah : **slaps Jenny**

Emma : temper tsk tsk tsk.

Emma opened a bottle and poured it down to Jenny's head .
Bethany took her bag and scattered all of her things on the ground, the songs she wrote on paper became wet.

The girls were laughing except for Jenny.

Jenny's dad ( JOHN ) : Hey! You get away from my daughter!

John helped her up and walking again.

John : If you lay another finger on her, I'll ..

Jenny : Dad, it's fine.

Trying to hold back her tears, she looked up to the three mean girls.

Jenny : its fine

The three girls went away, and Jenny's dad help her pick up her books until he found a paper.
At least a dozen of them.

He held a paper with lyrics Jenny wrote herself.

•••

Jenny was in her room, tidying herself up, as her dad bursts in.

John : i told you to stop doing these things.

Jenny : *snatches paper* Dad its just songwriting..

John : you think you're gonna make a living writing music?

John's voice was getting higher now.
His temper was popping off.

Mom trying to convince her husband to calm down.

Ryan: John.. Let her be..

John: you can't tell em that you're not worried that she fails??

John tried guilt trip his wife with fear of her daughter's failure.
Everyone's scared of it.

John: wasting your time on 'arts' , aren't helping you. .

Mom : listen to your father, please just listen.

John: you want to fail? Fine , go on then, because at the end of the path. You're suffering.

Jenny: well fine , i dont need your validation anyways!

**slams the door**

Jenny slammed the door and cried on the spot.
She curled herself in a little ball , blocking the door and kneeling down on the floor.

"I hate my life"

She grabbed a pair of scissors and aimed at her wrists.

Its not worth it.