Lights come up center stage, there is a young man about the age of 20 lying on the ground in a bathroom and a white figure standing above him, looking at him
FIGURE: (Looks up at the audience) This is what his life came to. He gave his all to someone he loved and didn't get it in return, He tried to find love in another person but that was left in the dark. Cold and alone in the world, I turned to the one thing that I had thought would be my saving grace, the one thing that helped me escape from the darkness that was all around me. (White figure steps over the body and walks forward) I still remember the first time I did it. I was with the person that I thought was my best friend, the feel of the needle going into my arm felt kind of good, I remember getting a head rush because of the prick. Watch the needle get pulled back and seeing my blood fill the syringe was kind of a rush too. To think that I was going to trade just a little blood for such a good feeling. I remember whispering, 'Push it'. Then the brown liquid disappeared into my body and the feeling of lonliness was replaced by a head rush that you just couldnt imagine, My head finally stopped talking to me, stopped being loud, It was all quiet. A smile had even crossed my face. I kept doing it, because it felt good. What I hadn't realized was that after a bit of time, the amount that I was putting into my body had increased, as had the damage. I go so into it that I had started to push people away, I had become this being of lonliness and darkness. I didn't need anything or anykme but the drugs. And this is how it all turned out. I just wish I could've stopped myself in the beginning. Could've seen what I was doing to myself. But, I didn't And now I'm like this. I'm gone higher than ever before. * Lights fade out*
FIGURE: (Looks up at the audience) This is what his life came to. He gave his all to someone he loved and didn't get it in return, He tried to find love in another person but that was left in the dark. Cold and alone in the world, I turned to the one thing that I had thought would be my saving grace, the one thing that helped me escape from the darkness that was all around me. (White figure steps over the body and walks forward) I still remember the first time I did it. I was with the person that I thought was my best friend, the feel of the needle going into my arm felt kind of good, I remember getting a head rush because of the prick. Watch the needle get pulled back and seeing my blood fill the syringe was kind of a rush too. To think that I was going to trade just a little blood for such a good feeling. I remember whispering, 'Push it'. Then the brown liquid disappeared into my body and the feeling of lonliness was replaced by a head rush that you just couldnt imagine, My head finally stopped talking to me, stopped being loud, It was all quiet. A smile had even crossed my face. I kept doing it, because it felt good. What I hadn't realized was that after a bit of time, the amount that I was putting into my body had increased, as had the damage. I go so into it that I had started to push people away, I had become this being of lonliness and darkness. I didn't need anything or anykme but the drugs. And this is how it all turned out. I just wish I could've stopped myself in the beginning. Could've seen what I was doing to myself. But, I didn't And now I'm like this. I'm gone higher than ever before. * Lights fade out*
