Crack

I am standing in the doorway. My aunt and my mother are on the street and they are roller skating. My aunt tries to do a move where she swings my mother under her legs and up - like a jitterbug, but it goes awry. My mother faints as she comes up and therefore hits the pavement with the full weight of her body, head first. I hear a terrible "crack" - is it her head or her neck? I scream and call 911. The phone rings and rings to infinity.

Speech Exercise #33: "Her First Rehearsal"

It is the first day of rehearsal. I am looking over the schedule and realize that I am also doing a film at the same time. I am not sure if the timing is going to work out. I have a soccer game to play on Saturday morning according to my calendar.

The girl who is playing the ingenue is heavy and wearing a blonde wig. It's strange that she has her own wig and has worn it to the first rehearsal, but I figure to each his own. The director looks like my fencing instructor from acting school.

There are pictures of my high school on the walls. I see my class and I notice Penelope. I wish I knew what happened to her. I can't figure out what they are doing there, or what they have to do with the play. I don't know if I can balance all of this, but I am determined to make it work and push through.

I am sitting on a bicycle in the middle of the rehearsal hall, waiting for it all to begin.