So many times I've seen my friends leave. An infinite loop of one being ripped apart and consumed, it scares me every time. Then adding the pain of me drowning in thick liquid. It hurts so much to suffocate. Why dad? What did I do wrong to make this happen? I thought I was always a good child to you. But now, I understand I did something wrong. Was I dishonest? Was I not loyal to you? I can't stand having to hear all of the teachers sing and hurt me constantly. They discriminate me especially, telling me I'm alone and that I have no creativity!
I just want the day to finish. I want June 19 to end once and for all, so I can sleep without being disturbed by the same bad dream. I understand only pain now, and I never even paid attention to the lessons anyways, because I knew they were obscure and contradicting. Dad, please bring my friends and I back to normal. I'm begging you for your mercy, so please let this day end, and allow a better one to come.
I'll be a better child, I promise. I just need my friends and I to be free, so we can be happy and no longer in pain.
VOUS LISEZ
Don't Hug Me I'm Scared Monologue
NouvellesThis is a monologue written by me, in the perspective of Roy's son (AKA Yellow Puppet)
