I get along with pretty much all the kids. I know there are a lot of girls that really like me, they're just shy. I'm kinda' shy too. I know what they're going through. I don't expect them to jump out and tell me how they feel, especially with Chris and... Well, you know. This one group of girls... Really popular girls, invited me to a party. I got all dressed up. I was the only boy there. We played a game where they giggled and dared each other to kiss me. None did... I'm sure they were just shy. I... I can really get people to laugh when I do things sometimes. I'm... I'm not really sure what those things are. I mean, I get up from eating lunch and a whole group of kids at the next table starts to laugh. I've thought about becoming a comedian... Especially since I'm so good at making people laugh. Chris and Angus and... I don't like making those guys laugh. Not really. Sometimes they're... I... It's not fun to make them laugh, they... (A painful pregnant pause.) Sometimes I wish that their little hearts would just freeze. I have fantasies about that. Sometimes in my dreams I see people like Chris choking on something. He's motioning for me to help him. He wants me to give him the Hiemlick maneuver or something, but I just stand there. I watch him fall to his knees holding his throat... His face turning blue. For some reason blood starts to come out of his nose and ears. His eyes pop out and blood starts to come from there too. The whole time I know I can save him, but I don't do anything. I watch him die. He's lying there not moving, not doing anything. Suddenly his skin splits open. I expect to see muscles and bones, but... Instead, maggots and spiders and worms start to crawl out of his ravaged body. Then I know what he was... Nothing. He wasn't worth anything to anyone but insects and maggots. Sometimes I think about ending it. It would be so easy to make a statement, to show the world that people like me aren't going to take it anymore. Put a gun to his head... Pull the trigger... See if I'm right about his insides.
I get dreams now. Every night, I get dreams so big. I never used to dream. But now, every night. Every person I ever knew in my life coming through my room, talking and talking and sometimes singing and dancing. Jumping all around my bed. And I get up to go with them, but I can't. The sheets are too heavy and I can't move to save my life. And they keep talking and calling my name, whispering so loud. And I yell back at them, every person I ever knew, and they don't hear me, either, and then the room gets brighter and brighter. So bright I can't see anything anymore. Nobody. Not even me. It's all gone. All white. All gone.
Too lazy to Google the monologue but I did it for an audition at school Benny the Bat Boys monologue from Freak It is a one act and I love the monologue..plus I played Benny the bat boy in the musical at school...we called her Betty instead lol
Nice๎ for one act one year we did I Never Saw Another Butterfly. It's a deep one act about the holocaust and the kids in it.