Friday, 22 March 2013

In Which We Realize I LOVE Drama

For my creative writing class in uni last semester, we had to write a scene for a play. Here's an excerpt I'm really proud of:


HUDA  
 (Takes MANAAR’s left hand. The lights dim. A spotlight is trained on HUDA. She looks at the audience and speaks.)

 
I stood in the middle of a turquoise lake. The sky was black. I spit stars and blew them up to it because I didn’t want to be lonely. Earth was flat and this lake was at the edge of the world. There was a huge boulder at the edge and he was sitting on it. He was trailing his hands in the water that was flowing off the cliff. I walked on the water. I had his soccer cleats on—they were too big but I wanted to wear them. I sat down beside him and we looked down at the black hole. We were breathing in tandem and each time we breathed out, a star would fall. He said he missed me and the black hole was filled with the stars. It was all silver and glowing.
     (Pause)
 The light sort of made his face disappear and I started panicking because I wanted the stars back in the right place. I let him put his head on my shoulder and the moment when he fell asleep I pushed him off of Earth and kicked his shoes down after him.
     (The lights brighten again and HUDA looks at MANAAR)
The stars went back and I drowned. What does that even mean?
©Fatemah