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MILD TROUBLE: Enter The Void
ACT 3 (Adapted from a screenplay of the same name) Jessica's eyes shoot open. They blink a couple of times, revealing her disorientation. She's lying down on the ground, her medium black braids now out of its makeshift ponytail and instead framing both sides of her face. As she gets up, she finds herself in a dreamy, white negative space-like dimension, looking around in confusion. It's almost void-like.
By LD Paul4 years ago in Fiction
The Middle of Nowhere
THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE By Manveer Billing MIDNIGHT Black out. Completely black, surrounded by darkness.
By Manveer Billing4 years ago in Fiction
The Middle of Nowhere
MIDNIGHT Black out. Completely black, surrounded by darkness. Ria, mid 20’s, runs for her life. She can’t see anything, nothing exists without light. It’s just her and the sound of her heavy breathing. With every foot forward the heavier her breathing gets, she lets out a scream.
By Manveer Billing4 years ago in Fiction
Anansi-Purveyor of Stories
EXT. ASHANTI VILLAGE -NOON Cloudless sky. No breeze. Blazing hot sun overhead. SLOWLY PAN over the various Ashanti houses.
By RIC_274 years ago in Fiction
La Luz
“Luz! Luz! This way!” “Luz over here!” Reporters shout from every direction. “How does it feel to have your record at the top of the charts?”
By Leticia Cortes4 years ago in Fiction
The Strange Life and Times of Justin Cayce
The following script is intended for use in a comic book and was copy/pasted from a script writing program which created formatting issues. so the formatting isn't entirely correct.
By Louis Cruz Jr4 years ago in Fiction
The fight of Her living life or the Darkness living it
The foggy morning barely covering the car windshield didn't faze her. She was already in a daze as she walked with her keys in her left hand, looking down, wondering why she was back at feeling empty.
By Lisa Aragon4 years ago in Fiction
Turn
The rain pit pats on the window. Quentin walks into the room and takes a dour but bemused survey of the room before he addresses the older woman who is dressed in a full length nightgown, and making herself comfortable to sleep.
By David Parra4 years ago in Fiction
Saints of New Orleans
Day started like All the rest down here in Mississippi. Hot and muggy as soon as the daylight broke through the dark night. My little brother still asleep like usual, leaving me to make breakfast and do all the morning chores. He was 20 years my junior and I was pretty much the only father figure he had ever known. Ma and pa died of the scarlet fever not long after he was born. I was 26 and off fighting a war that I had no business in. As soon as I got my discharge papers I was on my way back home. That's where I found this ferrel little child with eyes like mine. He must have been born just after I left. It took some learning and several whippings to get him back into a form that resembles humanity. Sometimes I think that the whipping hurt me more than it did him. After a few years he had become a model child that others would base their thoughts of a good boy on. I can't imagine what he saw before I showed up.
By Micheal Rogers4 years ago in Fiction
Analogic
Screenplay by Eric Bergquist Additional Thanks to Manny Rios Alers, Morgan Cefalu, and Collin Roasseau BLACK SCREEN:
By Eric Bergquist4 years ago in Fiction
Seventh Heaven
TITLE: Seventh Heaven CHARACTERS: ▪Heaven Dela Verde (Ven) - A girl who can perfectly fit as the living example of the word "happiness". Just like her name, her personality and talent seem heavenly. So pure and bubbly, like an angel in disguise. 18 years old. A classmate of Seven.
By STARINTHENIGHT4 years ago in Fiction
Margo
>>Content Warning: Sexual Assault described at end<< Hi there, I’m Margo. The rumbling engine of Rufus’ beat up rover, reverberates round my room and sets my teeth on edge. I look out of my window and I can see him sitting on the ash stained seat in his car. Smoking a cigarette out of the window. The muffled sounds of K.Flay floating up to meet me.
By Al4 years ago in Fiction