Mirror
A Monologue Written By Da Diva
(Work in Progress DRAFT 2)
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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 certainly took extra care 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? (beat)
And then I remember your little black book that you recorded all your hidden rainbow coloured life, the very reason you resented me for. (Beat) But how could you? How could you resent me for a choice you made? Maybe you have never made your choice. I don't know but I'd like to believe you did. I always believe you, I did, I still do, for all these years, can't you see? (beat, beat)
Sometimes I felt my life could end the very next day. Maybe I even wished for it. I don't know. But if it happens, I know I get to keep your love for eternity, I'm sure and that will be nice, more than... wonderful. This is really funny. Nope I'm serious, no I'm not. I mean really, funny. You know what's the funny part? (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. (Beat, 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, beat) I don't know how you do it. I don't know how I did it. (Looks at herself at the mirror.Beat beat,beat. Quickly tidy up her make up and leave the bathroom)
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