Mirror On The Wall

Mirror
A Monologue Written By Da Diva
(Work in Progress)
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Woman(late 20s- early 30s)walks into the bathroom talking to the mirror.

You're so careful with things, people you'd care. No I mean to people you think who are worthy in your strange hidden world. You are certainly careful with gifts people sent you as you'd always say, every gift is a thought and well wishes. You always get upset when things broke down, even for a cheap pen. How's that for a person like you? Sweet, wonderful, charming. How's that I never get to understand, the part for the only thing you'd break is me, no second thoughts. How strange... Its amazing how you could love and hold on to someone you hated? How's that? (laughs) This is really funny. Nope I'm serious, no I'm not. I mean really, funny. You know what's the most funny thing is? (long laugh)(beat beat beat)Me.(beat)MEEEEEE! I knew it all along. You fu*king hate me! You FU*KING hate me! (Calms down) Yet I'm still here.(long beat, interrupted by sound, turns her face to the door then puts on her smile)Yes honey!? In the bathroom! Just two more minutes please! (faces back to the mirror) I don't know how you do it. I don't know how I did it. (Quickly tidy up her make up and leave the room)