How Could You Lie?

Why did'nt you just tell me? What ......You knew it would hurt me, then way would you do it You tell me everyday how much you love me but your actions is starting to speak louder than your words So now what you got to say now that your ass is messing with Shaquay(pause)..........................Not a word.... Not even sorry I dont understand Curtis you was suppose to love me What about what I want what about me Silly of me to think that you were Mr Right Shhhhhhhhhhhh I only give you a hard time caue I cant go on and pretend like i have'nt tried to forget this You could have told me that you was'nt happy How could you lie?

NOT A MINUTE LONGER!!

I can't believe this! How can you do this to me? Huh? Don't try to be all quiet now. (laughing to her self) I aint even going to hold you, you had me. You played me. You told me everythinhg that I wanted to her. You got me to hold you down while you was broked. When you came home, i gave you a place to stay. When you needed clothes on your back, I looked out and got them for you. Where was dat whore at when you was dead broke? Exactly... no were to be found. If you was going to play me, you could had played me for some chick that had something. I don't need you to keep making my life worse. I could do bad all by myself. ( shaking her hand) You know what... You can do me a big favor. By the time I get home, I want you to be out my house with all your stuff. You and that broke chick can be broke together! I played me once.. but you won't play me again!!!!

4 mintues left (rough draft)

Im tired of this..your here all day..feet up on the couch flippin through the channels doing nothing in this house.. I dont know about you but in the house..I dont know about you but I dont plan on staying here for long and Im letting you know now when I leave the only one coming with me is my kids..Um are you listening to anything Im saying?!!?...turn off the T.V you dont even pay that bill..you wont be watching it for a long time trust me..Im tired of this mess your suppose to be a man and help out I guess not....you have less then a week to get out!

Memory[Monologue]

Man with short-term memory loss talking to his friend.


You don’t understand. I can’t make new memories. I can’t meet new people and remember them. Time doesn’t exist for me anymore. There is no future, only an unchangeable past. What I do in the present doesn’t shape who I am. I can experience fear, pleasure and anger; none of which matters. I can achieve something unimaginable but not recall the event the next day. My existence can bare no new meaning, only the meaning I gave it before the accident.

Can I Get Ya Number?

Monique and Angela are waiting for the bus when a man and two young boys approach them. The older man begins to talk to Monique.




Excuse me miss how long have you been waiting for the bus?.. So what you think it runs like every 10 or 15 minutes?.. So ummm, what’s your name?...Why you acting shy?.. You should talk to my nephew.. Oh you 18, well he 19…No I’m not lyin.. Age aint nothing but a number anyway..Are you a model…Wow you are gorgeous. You sure you not a model. How tall are you?.. How you5’8’ and I’m 5’10’…Oh you got heels on. You got a boyfriend? Maybe if you spoke more you probably would have a boyfriend. It’s a shame too cause you real pretty. So where yall from? Damn what you don’t speak? Allegheny, why you say it like that.. You acting like I’m gone come to ya place and ransack ya crib.. Hahahah look I got this girl number, look. You see her name, she a model and if you give me ya number I can give it to her and she can hook you up… Wow you are gorgeous. I love skinny girls man. Can I get ya number I’m only 40. MY last girlfriend was 19. I loved that girl man. I gave her everything but she left me for some youngbul. I swear man I hate thinking about it. If I saw her right now I would shoot that B…. Why you walking away. Hahaha yo, here come the bus.

“Divorce” (Teen Monologue, Female) * Desperate *

Michelle comes home with some exciting news about her promotion at work. She expects that her husband, Andre, will be happy for her but instead she finds out that he’s divorcing her because he found someone else.


Honey, I’m home. How was your day? My day was great! I can’t believe I actually got a promotion at work. My life is going so good right now. Isn’t yours? Wait… What’s this? Why are these suitcases here? Andre what’s going on? (anxious) Baby I swear I was at work this time! (placing her right hand over her heart) Are you leaving because I lied the last time about going to work and I cheated on you? Don’t look at me that way. I promised it was only once. Don’t leave me! I need you! (pleading) Don’t you need me? I love you. Please don’t turn away. Stay with me. Everything will go back to normal. You can’t leave me now. I thought my life was just getting better. So why are you doing this to me?… (hopeless) You found someone?! No! This can’t be true. Stop nodding your head. I don’t believe you. Honey, please, please don’t go! (crying hysterically) I know I messed up before but you forgave me, right? (trying to reassure herself) So why have you changed your mind now? (grabbing his face) Look at me! Look into my eyes and tell me that I’m not “the one” but you think she is… You don’t mean that (pause)… Or do you? (avoiding the truth) I know you love me but not the way you used to. Couldn’t you just try? I love you! (gasp) Oh… You really don’t want me, huh??? Alright then. Go have a better life with her. (trying not to sound hurt) No thanks, don’t hug me. Save it for her!!

i N0T S0 T0UGH!!!

April Smallwood
March 31, 2008
2nd Period

Oh my God, why did I play myself and come to this girl’s neighborhood. Look at my friends I know they scared ish they probably hate me. Do you see that girl? Damn she’s big! They are about to trash us. What happened to “don’t nobody got to jump you,” or “its going to be a one on one”? Can we just turn around and run? Naw that would make us look even worst than we already do. Which ones am I going to take? No she’s too big, ok she looks like she can’t fight, whoa she’s a sasquach I’m definitely not fighting that one. Oh my goodness here they come. Wait what’s that in their hands. Aww ish, they too close, oh man what did she just say? What are my friends doing? Ok they look ready. BAM!! Ut oh I just hit her, just keep hitting her Tiff don’t stop. Oww! what was that come on Tiff its two more. Forget fighting right, windmill. My fault that was my friend. Man great she pulled out my weave. I knew I should of sewed it in. I’m so baldheaded! All man I’m about to fall… No Tiff stay up! Don’t drop or you’re done… What’s that sound? YES!!! The cops!! We are saved! Where are my friends? Dang they look bad! Look at my weave all on the ground. Man forget them I paid $10.00 for this weave. Let me pick up my weave and go!... “Come on ya’ll!”

The Senior Project

Michelle anxiously talks to her mother. It is late and she's worried about her project that is due the next day.

Michelle: Mom wake up! Come on mom wake up! I got something important to tell you. Oh, sorry to wake you up dad. You can go back to sleep. I just need mom. Good you’re up. Mom I just realized that my senior project is due tomorrow and I don’t have anything done. You said that you were going to help, but you didn’t. It’s eleven o’clock at night, and my project is due in eight hours. Mom don’t fall asleep while i'm talking to you! Look at me. Can’t you see I need your help? Now because of you i'm going to get an F and i'm not going to go to my graduation. You can kiss my future goodbye. You said that you were going to help get information on my topic. You said that we would go get the books and videos I needed. Now you’re just lying there acting like you don’t care. I can’t believe I didn’t do it. I just realized what day it was. Time flies by so fast. The paper my teacher gave me says that everything is due April 16, and it’s the 15th. Why is this happening to me? Oh now you want to speak. What did you say? It’s March. Oh, my bad. Sorry to bother you. You can go back to sleep. Good night.

Portfolio Requirements

Portfolio is due Friday, 3/28

Choose your two best (revising as necessary) for publication.
1. Narrative 1
2. Narrative 2
3. Short fiction story 1

I. Cover Page
1. Titles of both stories.
2. Bottom left:
a. Name
b. Date
c. Period

II. Page 1
1. Title of Story 1
2. 1-2 sentence summary
3. Explanation of what you think you did particularly well in this narrative.

4. Title of Story 2
5. 1-2 sentence summary
6. Explanation of what you think you did particularly well in this narrative.

III. Story #1
1. Title centered at the top
2. Double-spaced
3. Font size 12

IV. Story #2
1. Title centered at the top
2. Double-spaced
3. Font size 12

V. Self-Assessment
1. Use the rubric provided to assess your first narrative.
2. Give yourself a grade in each area of the rubric and explain why.
3. Give yourself an overall grade for the narrative (pluses and minuses are acceptable).

4. Use the rubric provided to assess your second narrative.
5. Give yourself a grade in each area of the rubric and explain why.
6. Give yourself an overall grade for the narrative (pluses and minuses are acceptable).

Quote of the Day for Monday, 3/24

"The samurai goes into battle with a plan. But when the fighting starts he is in the moment."

"The archer has a target, but he doesn't take aim." --Zen Sayings

Deciding Whats Right Isnt Always Easy{DRAFT}

I knew I didnt want to live here all my life so I had to have dreams.I didnt have to normal teenage dreams, I wanted to go to college and to be rich. Everything was perfect in my life until I felt in love.

My senior year was arriving quick and I couldnt wait. I knew what colleges I want to apply to and everything . I was so excited I was becoming of age and was finally getting out my parents house. My name is Jada and Im from North Philadelphia born and raised in the playground is where mI spent most of my days daydreaming about moving out the hood and being on my own. I just knew that I wasnt gonna live here for long. It was a month left of summer and I was kind of angry because I hated the cold weather but glad it was my last year of H.S.

As I was sitting in the park daydreaming about my future quickly snapped back into reality when I got hit up side the head with what felt like a bolder, I guess since the basketball had so much force in it from flying it really struck a nerve. Funny how the pain instantaneously went away when this fine chocolate brotha was coming my way to make sure I was ok."You cool shawty" Thats all I remember. Those three words made me think of him for the rest of the day. I continue to go to the park everyday daydreaming but not about my future but about him thinking to myself I have to find out his name. Everyday for a week I went to the park but never ran into again. As I was walking home I kept telling myself I have to stop thinking about him, he would never want me,I m a fool.

It was the first day of school and I was extra excited that I couldnt sleep. I could not wait to see my friends for our last year. I woke up bright and early,jumped in the shower ,brushed my teeth,and perceeded to get dress. As I was on my way to school I heard a voice, I wasnt sure what it was saying but it got closer and closer.
"Yo slow down" I didnt want to be late for my first day of school so I kept walking. Then I heard the voice again "I know you not still mad about the basketball incident". When I realize who he was I started to smile and I looked back and it was him. I've been wanting to see him but when I didnt see him in months I just forgot about him. I told him to hurry up because I didnt want to be late. When he finally court up with me he told me how sorry he was about the ball hitting me and I told him dont worry about it. He started to ask me the basic questions like my name,age,and how long I lived around here. Then he hit me with the where my man at. I started smiling because I knew it was sbout to pop off. When I told him I didnt have a man he ask me for my number and I gladly gave it to him.

Finally reaching school, I was kind of upset because I wanted to finish talking to him but glad that he had my number. Since school was about to start I thanked him for walking me to school and ask him what his name was. Me being so damn happy that I was actually talking to him I almost forgot to ask the important question.I thought about him all day in school and hoped that I seen him on my way home but I didnt.

Days went by and still no phone walls from Chad. I thought to myself what was the point of all that if he wasnt gonna call me. To be honest I was mad but I just made myself forget about him for a second time. As I was getting ready for one night my phone began to ring. I thought it was one of my annoying friends so I didnt answer.
Then my phone started to ring again but this time I got angry because I didnt like being bother so I looked at the phone to see who it was. I didnt recongize the number so I answer it. When I heard this deep voice I started to blush. Eventhough I knew who it was I asked anyway just to make sure, and yea it was Chad. "I thought you forgot about me, it took you damn there a week to call","yea I know I've been chillin wit my friends and I didnt want to call you with alot of people in the backround".I love that he had respect for me already cause I hate that. That night we talked until it was time for me to wake up and get ready for school. I could tell I really liked him because I could really be myself. I wasnt quiet like always and I wasnt scared to say certain things around him. He made me feel comfortable and I like that alot. We talked for weeks, weeks turned into months and we was still happy with each other.

Mean while back at school it was time for us to begin the whole filling out college apps. I knew that I wanted to go far away meaning out of state so I filled out at least 12 apps to make sure I would get accepted to aleast 1 out of 12. Everyone was so excited that we were finally senior and High School was finally over. We all couldnt wait to see what colleges we were going to get accepted to , we just hoped for the best.

Quote of the Day for Thursday, 3/13

"Don't be nervous. Work calmly, joyously, recklessly on whatever is at hand...Don't be a draught-horse! Work with pleasure only." --Henry Miller

Don't forget! Draft of short fiction story needs to be posted to the web by tomorrow, Friday, 3/14.