What Should We Watch?CHARACTERSWhat Should We Watch?
ALLISON, 19
CLAIRE, 20
MARY, 19
ELIZABETH, 20
TIME
The present, night time
PLACE
A college dorm room, decorated with many photos and posters, bordering on cluttered due to the small size of the room. School books are tossed haphazardly onto the beds and desk chairs, two open notebooks on the throw rug.
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(The four girls are crammed into the room. MARY reclines on her bed, with CLAIRE sitting cross legged by her feet. ALLISON sits with her back to a desk, and ELIZABETH is
We Flew AwayI saw you in my dreams last night, wreathed in red ribbons. A halo of holly berries upon your curling hair.We Flew Away
Fly away.
Your skin a myriad of shades, the deepest tangerine of sunset fading into the cool blues of night fall.
We fly.
You laid there, a cacophonous mess of ivory and ebony hues. You were everything in between. Gold filigree dripped from your eyes, enmeshing you in that perverse jungle of lies.
We fly this way.
Powdered blue was the egg that tumbled from the nest. When it cracked, it spilled forth the ashes you used to paint your lips.
We flew
Theres No Place Like HomeAt first, it was only the sound of creaking floorboards that woke her from a deep slumber. That certainly wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, as she did reside in what could politely be called an ancient house. At the best of times, it was merely called derelict. In fact, the only thing out of the ordinary was the fact that she was awake.Theres No Place Like Home
She blinked sleepily, murmuring nonsense as she stirred in her bed, the delicate ghosts of her dream world fading in the dim, gray light of her room. She pulled herself into a seated position, eyes squinted as if against the dawn, as her fingers twined of their own accord into the disheveled
Elephants“There’s something depressing about the elephant exhibit at this zoo,” commented the young woman, gazing out into the grassy enclosure. There was a sympathetic look about her—in the long line of her brown skirt and the peculiar cant of her head, which made it look as if she were about to loll off to sleep. It was windy that day, carrying the rich scent of the animals even as it carelessly tossed her ash blond hair into her still compassionate eyes.Elephants
“What’s that?” inquired the man to her right, slouching lazily against the fence with his elbows poked up through the bars. He kicked aimlessly at a half buried Bazooka wrapper, satura
Oops.
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