begining of passion project

FADE IN


INT. OUTSIDE, MIDDAY
    Aerial shot of a school just getting out. Slowly zoom in on Becca, an average teenage girl  she is very plain girl, long brown hair and a small face. Camera shot of her face, her eyes twitch back and forth as she nervously biting her nails. Full body camera shot of her walking, LOUD WHOOSHING sounds seem to fly by her as she turns her head at the nosies. Zoom in on her face
 

SOFT V.O GIRLS VOICE

Look at you, God, you're disgusting *pause*  why would anyone talk to you *pause*  you don't deserve it *pause* God *pause* Fat, ugly, dorky, stupid *becca’s lip quivers* why would love you *pause* how could anybody love an it.

........

Sometimes you need to forget how you feel.......
and remember what you deserve.

"Make It Stop” (September's Children)

This is one of my favorite songs of all time and i felt like it needed to be posted and so well here it is :) 

Woah, woah.
Bang, bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled
Then gone forever.
It seems like just yesterday, how did I miss the red flags raised?
Think back to the days we laughed.
We braved these bitter storms together.
Brought to his knees he cried,
But on his feet he died.
What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?
What God could make it stop?
Let this end.
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.
Bang, bang from the closet walls,
The schoolhouse halls,
The shotgun's loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand.
From a nation under God,
I feel its love like a cattle prod.
Born free, but still they hate.
Born me, no I can't change.
It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me, let's prove them wrong.
Make it stop.
Let this end,
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.
The cold river washed him away,
But how could we forget?
The gatherings hold candles, but not their tongues.
And too much blood has flown from the wrists,
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood?
We're calling for,
Insisting on, a different beat, yeah.
A brand new song.
Whoa, whoa [x3]

(Tyler Clementi, age 18.
Billy Lucas, age 15.
Harrison Chase Brown, age 15
Cody J. Barker, age 17
Seth Walsh, age 13.)

Make it stop,
Let this end.
This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin.
But proud I stand of who I am,
I plan to go on living.
Make it stop,
Let this end,
All these years pushed to the ledge,
But proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on living

My Play

 This is the next part to my little play that i wrote i posted the first one a while back b¨t the next part is finally here.

*sign three weeks later*

Herbirt 1: finally the day had come. all the shopping had been done and i was ready to go.

Herbirt 2: *walking to kingdom dressed a 16 year old girl* This wig is SO itchy but at least it wont be long till i see her. * walks up to door and knocks*

Snooki: *chomping gum* Now...... WHO are you!? *looks her up and down with hand on hip*

Herbirt2: I'm.....

Shanaynay: HEEY!!!! who is it!?!?

Snooki: I DON'T KNOW!!!!

Shanaynay: UH JUSS LET HER IN!!!!

Snooki: FINE!!!!! come ownnn in.

* Herbirt walks into the kitchen and shes shanaynay and gasp and hyperventilates*
  
Shanaynay: are you OK ???

Herbirt 2: I LOVE YOU....

Shanaynay: WHAT?!?!

Herbirt 2: I.............. mean…......I love........your hair.

Shanaynay: oh........ well thanks *smiles big* i just got it done *chomps gum* so whats your name

Herbirt 2: oh..uhh...............my name?........ its.....uhh...herbirt.......A.... herbirta

Snooki: its gettin late. We should get our JAMMIES on!!
*all three girls get ready*