If I could turn back time I’d change that one little decision that’s led me to here. Imagine how different everything would have turned out. There’d be no you and me. No history, no connection. Nothing. Zip. Nada.

I know exactly who you are and what you stand for. This may come as a surprise to you but I’m not a kid anymore. And what you’re doing sickens me. But don’t worry I won’t tell. Not one word to another soul. (PAUSE) I’m not doing it for you. I’m doing it for me. For the first time in my life I’m doing something for me. Get used to it.

Written by Evette Henderson (for my teenage students)

I recently uploaded another short one minute monologue for a teen guy from my script Smell The Roses.