Shontelle's Monologue

Black stage two stop light one two figures dressed in black. On the floor in fetal postions

Thank you for taking an interest in the role! I really appreciate it. — So I have some background for the Emilia role, but it's open to creative freedom. She, Brandon (me) and the Kit all grew up on the bad side of town (I haven't picked a location yet, as I wanted everyone's input once I got the group together) She and Brandon are very close, almost like siblings, and he's very protective of her; they have a relationship like Dom and Mia from Fast and the Furious.

“I was aboard a plane the same night for the Lackland Air Force Base outside San Antonio.”

She knows exactly what she is doing and lures her audience that

I pushed the arm in front of me even deeper into the guy’s throat. It was much harder than it had been the first time and I felt his Adam's apple push into my skin.

Wolfsheim, a man over embellished by rings and lavish attire. He leans forward to address a young wide eyed Gatsby. Gatsby leans in and follows Woldsheim’s story of his tough childhood in Manhattan. Wolfsheim blight was being the son of an abusive business man and that he knew nothing better than a life of physical and emotional abuse.

Colette dreamed. She was sitting down though the ground was hundreds of feet below. In the northeast she make out her tower, though it was just a dot from where she was. Across from her was another Colette, motionless save for the slow rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. The black, smoky eyes betrayed it as Fetch. They sat across from each other wordlessly, and Colette began to clear her throat softly.

Brittanie left for Sam Houston today, and I couldn't be more excited and proud of her, as she opens up a new chapter in her life. I wouldn't trade having lunch dates at La Madeline, struggling with chemistry, or having our 10 seconds of fame on the big screen at an Astros game for anything else. I'll see you soon,

I need some advice about my family situations and how I can deal with the problem that i have about loving who. I love 2 people but I don’t know which one is better for me. Their names are jamarcus, he's a montague and Isaac, he is Capulet. My Nurse, well you see I don’t want her to know about these boys because I’m afraid that she will spread rumors to everyone in this town.

When she arrives for her appointment with you, she is dressed provocatively in a low-cut blouse and tight pants. She has heavy eye makeup on and seems to be very needy, becoming tearful several times during the session.

It is hard to miss the olive skinned lady that has been all over red carpets and advertisements. The doe eyed seductress with attractive pouting lips is definitely a sight to behold on every angle. And oh, let us not forget the curves all situated in right places – really, there’s someone as impeccable looking as this girl.

I saw what you did in the woods. I am begging you to please stop. I cannot take anymore of this madness, I think that I might go insane if this goes on any longer. Abigail, please tell them, tell them what really happened. [1]Tell them that you drank blood and stripped of your clothing. Tell them that it was your own doing for your sake and the rest of ours. Please, just tell them the truth. [2]You know that you drank a charm as well! One that you felt would get rid of Proctor’s wife so that you could have him all to yourself. You did do it, I saw you Abby. [3]You really shouldn’t hurt me, Abby. It isn’t good for your christian reputation. Some might call witchery upon you if you aren’t careful. [4]They may say that the Devil has possessed

I was born in los santos, Specifically in all saints hospital. Unfortunately as soon as i was born, my mother died by unbearable pain of my birth. Her name was Jesica. According to her death my father named Werlin had to bring me up. it would be hard for him with no doubt but he had to...before age 2 he had hired the nursey named Angelina who was really nice woman. i remember how she was looking after me. at the age 1 my father made her redundant, though she had been dropping on us, especially me. she loved having contact with children and so she loved me. i remember her face despite i saw her last nearly 12 years ago. After she vanished, my father was growing me up. He was my only hope. He was famous chef of los santos restaurant, i dont remember

• Even though she seems very playful at the opening, we know that she has had

She says it’s the “It's in the click of my heels/ The bend of my hair/ The palm of my hand/ The need of my care”. She is confident and knows that she is a strong, confident, fierce, independent, natural, beautiful woman. No matter what people or society tell – her she can recognize her own femininity and can see that all the little things of a woman make her a “Phenomenal