Monologue

Monologue.

Cold.

Why is it so cold? And why does everything hurt?

Think! What happened? Where are you?

I’m on the ground.

Where on the ground?

I dunno… it’s cold. Rough. On my face.

You’re on your face? Where?

I don’t know!

Open your eyes; look around.

I can’t see.

Where are your glasses? [I move my arm trying to feel for my glasses with my hand.]

“Don’t move. Don’t try to move. Just stay down.”

Who is that guy? I don’t recognize his voice. [I try to lift my head to see who it is.]

“Just stay down. Everything will be alright.”

Oh god. He’s holding me down. Why’s he holding me down? What’s wrong? What isn’t he telling me? [Panicked, I try to lift my head again.]

“Lay still. You’ll be ok.”  A woman’s voice.

There’s a woman here too? What’s going on? Why are all these people here? Why are they holding me down? Everything hurts. Am I... am I… broken? Is there something I can’t see? Can’t feel? What’s wrong with me?

Ok. Let’s figure this out. You were walking on the sidewalk. Adam and Ken were there.

Jesus it’s cold. My teeth are chattering. Can they hear that? Do any of these people have a blanket?

Think! It was night. Late. We were walking. Why were we walking? 7-Eleven. We were coming back from 7-Eleven. Playing Ms Pac-Man.

No. Not just that. There’s something more. Before Ms. Pac-Man where were we?

“Hey Jack. It’s gonna be okay buddy.” Adam! He sounds okay. [I try again to lift my head to look at Adam] Why won’t anybody let me move!

“It’s ok, Jack. You’ll be okay.” That’s Ken. He sounds okay too.

Think! 7-Eleven. Ms. Pac-Man. Before that. Something important. Something big. There was music… Dance! There was a dance at the school. Ken and Adam were there. Julie and her sister Janet. The Christmas dance.

It’s December! That’s why I’m so cold. Freezing.

“Don’t move him! I’m a nurse.”

Whoa. That is so weird. It’s like those white shoes aren’t’ connected to anything. Up – disappear. Down – click. Up – disappear.

Where’d all these people come from? Why are they here?

There here for me.

We were walking down the street. From the dance. From 7-Eleven. From Ms. Pac-Man.

Sidewalk. Walking. Crosswalk.

Lights! There were lights. On us. Too long. I turned… there was a pair of headlights. So bright. Then… nothing. Darkness.

Oh god. It was a car. I was hit by a car!