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Girl One age 16-18;
Girl Two age 16-18 (Curtain) Stage is empty except for two girls sitting on a couch. A stack of papers and a rug are on the floor. Girl One is on a laptop computer and Girl Two is reading a book. They are sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Both of them have their feet on the couch facing each other. A faint ticking of a clock can be heard in the background. Girl One: (typing. makes a scrunched face and hits a button multiple times. (del...
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I rested one hand on the steering wheel as I gazed out at the rising sun. Maybe Jade was looking out her window at the same sight. She always mentioned to me how she never sat and watched the sun rise or set. I hoped the trip would give us a chance to do just that. My cellphone vibrated in my right pocket. It was my mom. "Ma, I just left 5 minutes ago." "I know, sweetheart. I was just making sure you have the directions to the hotel in Salt Lake City." "You gave...
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I clasped my hand over the cold doorknob and turned it. A rush of cold air hit my face as I took a step out onto the porch. The old wood creaked under my weight. I stepped down turning right, looking south toward the bridge. Strands of hair whipped my face. I pulled my hood up, stopping the chaotic movement. Shoving my hands into the pocket of my hoodie, my eyes wandered from the earth to the world in front of me revealing that I was only one block away. Not that I had traveled far anyway. T...
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My eyes were closed as the wind whipped the strands of my dark coarse hair across the side of my face. I winced slightly, each time, as the hairs snapped against my skin. The cold air of the wind seemed to cool down my injuries, with it’s soothing blows, but just as my face would start to feel better, the wind would give a fierce howl and whip the hairs harder than it had before. I stood barefoot, the rough cement digging into the soles of my feet. Cars slowed as they drove past, watching me...
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