Lachlan

​ my monalogue

(shake pen) ‘’Agh out of ink, and it was the last thing i have to remember my parents. (pick up other pen)’’there done’’ Dear diary, I’ve got so much to tell you, this being my first entry. I’ll just tell you about my life and what’s happened so far.I’ve only got five minutes left till my shift starts again. You’re probably wondering why i’m under the bed. It’s warmer under here and i feel a bit safer. Anyway, Hi, I’m Riley Wood. I’m 11 years old and was sold to the Liverpool coal mine. I get ten cents a week and have been in this dump of a work for 3 years now and absolutely hate the place. I haven’t seen my parents for about 4 years now. The last thing I heard from my parents was that my eight year old brother had died from loss of blood after both arms were chopped off at the lumber mill across the road from here. I heard the sirens of the ambulance but didn’t think it would be him because usually you will hear the sirens about four times a week. That happened a year ago. ‘’Cough, cough. God It’s so hard to breath down here in the mine. And my arm feels like it’s just been chopped off. Funny enough it just was. There was a massive rock collapse in the last hour of my shift. I just happened to be one of the unfortunate kids right underneath it. I got taken to the hospital and it got amputated. I should be counting myself lucky. I got back in time to see my best friend pulled out of the rubble. I had high hopes that he was still alive but he was long gone. “Riley wood, get your massive behind back here!’’ (distant call). Gotta go. (start walking out of scene)