Pre- Show panic

     AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH Jane Eyre is tonight! How can this be? I swear we just started rehearsal!!!
     If you don't already have tickets, buy them at The Black Box Theater's Website and join me! Even though I'm slightly panicking, it's going to be amazing. This is the last show at the Black Box Theater, and it would be great if we could fill the shows!
     (Ya, I believe that everyone that could read this is already coming but still...)

Helen Burns

Helen Burns
By, Ruth Anna P.

I'm one of the voices inside of your head,
Reminding you someday you too will be dead.

I won't ever leave not even at night,
But I won't leave you alone to deal with your fright.

There are others here with me inside of your head,
Pushing you pushing until you are dead.

I'll watch them for you all alone in the night,
Whenever they crawl out and give you a fright.

One day the other voices left your head,
Leaving you behind as good as dead.

But I will stay with you through day and night,
I won't let him fill your head with stories and fright.

Again I'm the only voice inside of your head,
And I will stand by you until you are dead.

Thousands of whispers haunt you every night,
But now I won't try to shield you from fright.

There's another voice creeping into your head,
Calling you waiting until she is dead.

He's whispering your name all through the night,
And you leaving me behind has given me a fright. 

Forgive me,
I really tried.

Please understand,
I thought I was right.

 

Dear World

Dear World,
     Hi. We haven't sat down and had a real talk in a while. Quite frankly, I'm really tired of you. Sure, we've had good times, but it seems like those mostly ended a few years ago when I was little.
     Just a quick reminder, I'm only 15 years old. I don't need to have to have my life figured out. I don't need to be constantly working and running around. I don't have to be worried about how I'm going to pay for an apartment that I don't even own yet, and how I'm going to work in a job I don't even have.
     I honestly just don't care at all about some of the things you seem to find so important. I may not look like a model, but that's cool by me. I'm not on my way to Harvard, because that's not something that's important to me at all. I don't have a boyfriend, mostly because I don't need one at 15. You care a lot about these things, and you seem to be pressing these things on me all the time. I have other, better things to care about.
     I have amazing friends, who I love sooo much. I wouldn't give them up for the world. I have created so many memories with them that I will never forget, and I will remember them for the rest of my life. I don't know what I would do without them. I adore them, and they're worth so much more to me than Harvard.
    I love acting, and I've worked on theater for so long and hard that I'm getting places. I'm Helen in Jane Eyre right now, one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite books. I adore the people I'm in it with, and I love the theater I'm in it at. I would rather do this than look like a model.
     My room is lovely. I like my clothing style. I'm learning how to do my makeup, hair, and nails better. I have skills that I love, but you would never choose for me. I would rather have all these things than a boyfriend any day.
     So even though knowing you is nice, the pressure needs to stop. And you know what? I won't give up. I won't give in to you.
     Later!
- Ruth Anna <3 ( And probably a lot of other people that feel the same way.)