Heavyrain Monologue

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

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The first time I saw you, I knew you were the one. I thought this thing's only happened in the movies. You know, pounding card, sweaty hands and shaky legs. How was coming out of theater? And it started pouring heavy rain. So there I was, soaking wet, teeth chattering, freezing cold. You came up to me. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, Lead and roll on this. He sent me flowers for weeks and said he'd love me forever three months later and we were getting married. Cut. It sounds so stupid. Such a corny romance, but tree left never ends with being what you think it's going to be. You think it's going to be one big happy fairy tale. And then one day you wake up in an average little house leading an average life. Your real dreams air about paying the bills and maybe someday getting a bigger TV serial as maybe that wasn't the life your dream off. You realize maybe things could have been different, and maybe I could actually have lived with all of that. But one day it all just slips. It starts with something small, you know, a little lipstick on the collar a few nights when you come home a bit late. But first I tell myself that I'm crazy that you would never do such thing. But just to ease my mind one night I follow you. Once you leave the office, I follow you to the seedy hotel where you meet the girl. I have my whole world force apart. I come home, cried for hours in my kitchen. I get the gun from the drawer in the bedroom and I tell myself that if this is all that life has to offer me, then I can do without. I changed my mind. After all, I'm not the one who was cheating so quietly How it for you to come home sitting in the average little kitchen. Obviously, when you get home, you don't suspect a thing. So I pressed a ******* gun against your forehead and I take a few seconds toe watched fear grow in your eyes and I know you tell yourself she won't do it. She doesn't even have the cuts. She's just trying to teach me a lesson, huh? But you are so wrong, honey. Hi. I sentence you to death for turning my life in tow. A soap Oprah cliche for stepping on my dreams for not giving a **** about all those years and for lying to me in betraying me and humiliating me. I'm making an example out off all you assholes out there who think they can just keep ******* us over and over could buy in my love.