Li'L Freeek's Play "In My Head" Note: This is a play I wrote in my 8th grade Creative Writing class. My friend, Rachelle, and I wrote it together. It's not the best play in the world, and it needs a lot of great acting to pull it together but I thought it was funny. Oh, and the song at the end that we played when we performed it for my class was Nirvana's "Lithium". Oh, and another thing, I played Voice 2, the obnoxious one. *grin*

In My Head

By Sarah Hulin & Rachelle Hasson

Scene 1

(Setting: Jean and Sandra's livingroom.)
Jean: How dare you do this to me!
Don: Do what?
Jean: As if you don't know.
Don: What? I don't know.
Jean: Cut the crap Don. I caught your secretary, Cassie in your arms.
Don: I was comforting her.
Jean: (hissing) With your tongue? Bullshit! You're nothing but a liar. Next thing you'll tell me is that you were giving her mouth to mouth resessitation.
Don: I was not.
Jean: So you admit you were doing something with her?
Don: If you don't trust me, why did you marry me?
Jean: I've been wondering that myself.
Don: Bitch! I hope my daughter doesn't turn out like you.
Jean: That's it! Get out! (points at door)
Don: I live here.
Jean: Not anymore. GET OUT!!!
(door slams as Dad exits stage right) (Jeans lays head on table and cries)

Scene 2 (Scene: Sandra is sitting in her room reading)
Voice 2: What's with that? Why was mom so pushy?
Voice 1: I don't know. Figure it out for yourself.
Voice 2: Geez, don't get on my case. (pause) Isn't my fault you're always down. Whoa, get a grip already.
Voice 1: Oh, can't you just leave me a lone today? Just once?
Voice 2: Hmmm.....NO! (laughs) Oh, I'm so funny. (smirk) What's your problem anyway?
Voice 1: You.
Voice 2: Sorry, that's been done. HA HA!
Voice 1: One day this girl is going to explode because I can't stand you.
Voice 2: That goes double for me.
Voice 1: Maybe I could end both our miseries. Where's that gun?
Voice 2: No no. I'll be good, promise.
Voice 1: Why are you agreeable all of a sudden? Do you know something I don't?
Voice 2: (innocently) No. I would just miss your perky companionship.
Voice 1: Whatever you say.
Voice 2: But she really didn't have to throw him out.
Voice 1: What did you expect her to do?! Wait around for him to stop cheating on her? It wouldn't happen. I hate that man! I know more about he real him than you will ever know.
Voice 2: I've never heard you say so much at one time. I liked you better when you didn't talk. (laugh)
Sandra: Hello? Who's there? (pauses waiting) (shrugs and goes back to reading her book)

Scene 3 (Setting: Sandra is walking in the halls of school)
Jim: Hey Sandy. (walks beside her)
Sandra: Hey, Jimmy.
Jim: What's up?
Sandra: Same old thing. School, work, parents, but all well. Yourself.
Jim: I'm great. Got my math done done last night and I understood it.
Sandra: Alright Jimmy! (slaps high five)
Jim: Let's just hope old whats-her-face doesnt give me a bad grade.
Sandra: Oh, Mrs. Jacobs isn't that bad.
Jim: You're just so optimistic. That's why I love ya! (hugs Sandra)
Sandra: Jimmy, you're so weird. (bops Jim no head)
Jim: I know. (smiles.) (hug each other)
Jim: See ya at lunch.
Sandra: Kay- Jimmy.
(Jim exits stage left.) (Sandra walks to first period class, room A12)

Scene 4 (Setting: Sandra is sleeping in her bed, but voices can be heard in her dream.)
Young Sandra: Grandpa, lets never be apart.
Grandpa: I'll always be with you, Sandy.
Young Sandra: Good I know you will.
Victim: Help, somebody!
Robber: Keep your mouth shut you old hag!
Victim: Please, give me back my money.
Robber: Shut up. (Tries to run away)
Grandpa: Wait here Sandy.
Young Sandra: But Grandpa. . .
Grandpa: Give the woman her money back.
Robber: Why should I listen to you old man?
Young Sandra: Grandpa (gunshot)
(Sandra wakes up and gasps)

Scene 5 (Sandra is sitting in biology class listening to teacher talking in monotonous voice.)
Teacher: . . . The pelvic bone is here, the vertebrate is here. The main artery that we will concentrate on cutting today is here. Since most of you are giving me blank stares, I'll start again . . .
Voice 2: Does he have to go on and on and on and on, we get the point already!
Voice 1: Geez don't have a spaz attack.
Voice 2: What do you expect me to do? I know this stuff already.
Voice 1: Can't you just ignore him?
Voice 2: I still haven't perfected the art of ignoring you.
(Sandra looks around confused)
Sandra: What's that?
Jim: What's what?
Sandra: Didn't you hear people talking?
Teacher: Ms. Marsh do have something you would like to share with the rest of the class.
Sandra: Uh . . no.
Teacher: Then I suggest you keep your mouth shut. (Turns back to the chalk board.)
Voice 2: Ew! Look at that girl's hair!
Voice 1: Where?
Voice 2: There! It's so frizzy!
Voice 1: Cha, cha, cha chia.
Sandra: (Leans toward Jim) Did you hear something?
Jim: No . . Are you okay, you're acting strange.
Sandra: (Whispering) No, I'm fine. (pause)
Voice 2: (slowly) This is the song that never end.
Voice 1: Yes it goes on and on my friend.
Voice 1&2: Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was, and they continued singing it, forever just because, this is the song . . . (continues until cut in) (Jumps out of seat) Sandra: Shut Up!!!!
Voice 1: I think you pissed her off.

Scene 6 Jim: Sandy, what happened back there?
Sandra: You mean you couldn't hear them singing that stupid song?
Jim: Them who? No one was singing.
Sandra: I don't know, they won't leave me alone.
Jim: Who are 'they'?
Sandra: Weren't you listening, I don't know! They've just always been with me, in my head but they're gettingworse. (Pause)
Sandra: Jimmy?
Jim: Yes?
Sandra: Do you think I'm crazy?
Jim: (He thinks.) No. You've just . . . . changed.
(Sandra nods in agreement)
Sandra: Bye, Jimmy.
Jim: Bye.
(Sandra walks down the hall in silence trying to figure out what's happening to her.)
Voice 2: Hey what was he talking about?
Voice 1: Beats the hell out of me.
Voice 2: Oh (without enthusiasm)
Voice 2: Hey, what's this button do?
Voice 1: Don't know, try it. (Buzz)
(Sandra slaps herself in the face and voices laugh)
Voice 2: Guess we know now (laugh)
Voice 1: (laugh) Guess so. I wonder what the rest of these buttons do.
Voice 2: Hmm, wouldn't hurt to try them.
Voice 1: Okay. (voices cackle gleefully)

Scene 7 (Setting: Sandra beside Jim in class)
Voice 2: We can make her talk, that's cool.
voice 1: What should we make her say, it is like owning our own puppet.
Teacher: Since Sandra disrupted our class yesterday, we are redoing the frog directions.
Voice 2: That teacher needs to be taught a lesson.
Voice 1: What are you going to do?
Voice 2: You'll see. (pause)
(Sandra jumps out of her seat and points at the teacher)
Sandra: Faggot!
(Sits down before teacher turns around)
Teacher: Who said that? (silence)
(Dirty look and back to the chalk board)
Voice 1: That teachers an ass, I want to try. (pause)
Sandra: (donkey sound)
Teacher: Who's doing that?!
Jim: Sandy, quit it.
Sandra: I . . I can't.
(Throws spit ball at teacher. It hits him in the head.)
Voice 1&2: (laugh)
(Teacher grabs Sandra by the arm.)
Teacher: Ms. Marsh you threw that. I'm sending you to the counselor and you can't come back until you've straightened out. Now go!!!

Scene 8 (Setting: Sandra is in her school's counsling office.)
Counselor: Sandra, what's with you, you're a good kid?
Sandra: (wild eyed) Can't you hear them? They are laughing at what they did.
Counselor: (Concerned) Who is?
Sandra: I don't know! (screams)
Counselor: Are you having trouble at home?
Voice 2: I hate this woman, she has no idea what she's talking about.
Sandra: I'm not having problems at home! (shouted) Can't you hear them?
Counselor: Hear who?
Sandra: The voices damnit!
Counselor: I don't hear anything.
Sandra: No one hears them! Why don't they hear them! (Runs out)

Scene 9 (Setting: Sandra is running down the street.)
Voice 2: Wow, that was fun. I never thought you had it in you.
Voice 1: It was nothing.
Voice 2: Where are we going anyway?
Voice 1: Dunno.
Voice 2: Obviously, neither does Sandra, she's just running blindly.
Sandra: Shut up in there.
Voice 2: Why should we?
Sandra: Because I'm supposed to be in control.
Voice 1: Don't we have a say in what you do?
Sandra: No! You're voices, you don't exist outside of my head. I can't believe I'm even arguing with you!
(Pause)
Voice 1: Hey, I recognize this place.
Voice 2: Really? I don't.
(Sandra suddenly stops walking and looks around her.)
Voice 1: Omigod.
(Sandra sits down and starts crying.)
(Jimmy enters stage right.)
Jim: Sandy?
(Sandra rocks back and forth)
Sandra: (Repeats) Grandpa, Grandpa, why did you leave me? You promised we'd always be together.
(Jim hugs Sandra)
Jim: (whispers) We'll get you some help.
Scene 10 (Doctor at an metal hospital is talking with Sandra's mother and Jim.)
Jean: How is she?
Doctor: Well, right now Sandra is in a state of conflict within her self. We are examining the 'voices' in her head. We believe they were created because of stress in her life. You told me about the death of her grandfather. Did you notice any affect on her because of this?
Jean: It was a long time ago, but she seemed fine.
Doctor: We think that these 'voices' were triggered by witnessing the death of a loved one and they became more intense by the thought of loosing another. I notice that your husband is not with you.
Jean: Yes, we are separated, awaiting the divorce papers.
Doctor: We are observing her behaviors and trying to see what will help her the most at this time.
Jean: When will she be able to come home?
Doctor: We are not sure the way she will react to people outside this clinic. She could very well become violent of have another episode like she has in the past.
Jim: May I see her?
Doctor: We do not advise that at this time.
Jim: Please? I've got to see her. Maybe I can help.
Doctor: I suppose you could.

Scene 11 (Jim walks over to Sandra who is sitting in the corner of a room)
Jim: Hi.
(Sandra ignores Jim)
Jim: How was your day? I heard that hospital food is the best.
(Sandra chuckles)
Jim: (smiles) I knew I could get you to laugh.
Sandra: You always could. You weirdo. (bops Jim on head)
(Sandra and Jim mumble in the background)
Voice 2: Now look what you did. We're cooped up in here and can't do anything.
Voice 1: It's not my fault.
Voice 2: Yes it is.
Voice 1: Not!
Voice 2: Is!
Voice 1: NOT!
Voice 2: IS!
Sandra: (calmly and sarcastically) Guys, shut up.
(Play music)

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