{Extra.} Monologue

(This is a monologue that I wrote for my English class and I thought that it would be nice to post it. Enjoy!)

My hands were shaking. My forehead was sweating. My heart was pounding hard, so hard that I could feel its thunderous beating: 1, 2, 3, 4. Arg!! Who controlled my actions? Who manipulated me? What turned these innocent hands of mine into those of a thief? Then I realized that I was blindly tempted and guided by a powerful thing called quick fix. I have broken one of God’s Ten Commandments: Thou shall not steal. What was I thinking? What I did was simply wrong...The end did not justify the means! The scales of darkness have finally fallen from my blinded eyes as I can now see things in a clearer manner... Yesterday, I was craving for money like there was no tomorrow. Today I am in agony because of my guilty conscience.
Where am I? Clara? How could I have left you behind? My dear friend Clara, who shared an apartment with me a while ago, did not have anywhere to stay. So I insisted for her to come live with me. She was a good friend of mine since high school and always proved to be very gifted at convincing people to do her good will. She would often copy my homework, but I did not mind it because she would help me sort out my family problems in return. After living with each other for a time, we somehow found ourselves knee-deep in a financial mess. She then thought of stealing as a way to get us out of it. At first, I was not convinced of the idea so I refused to take part in it. Then I gave it some more thoughts. It surely was the only and fastest way for us to pay the rent. My parents did not want to help me at all, for they thought I was old enough to take care of myself. Plus they did not like the fact that I was living with Clara a friend of mine of whom they were not very fond and who they thought was a bad example for me. What other choice did we have? We were about to be kicked out of the apartment. We had no one to turn to and nothing else to do. So I supported Clara’s decision to steal in order to quickly fix our unwanted situation. So off we went to steal small sum of money here and there. We were successful in our pursuits, but still came short of the money needed. We decided to make it a final, grand money stealing scheme. We went to Sasha’s small department store. Sasha, the store owner, has always been very kind to us. So we thought she would be an easy target. Our plan was that I would lure Sasha into the back of the store so as to allow Clara to sneak in to steal whatever money was in the cash register. And so we did, but this time, she got caught and I just ran away and left her there...

One moment of desperation can drive one to do things one would never dare of doing and can turn one’s entire life upside down. I learnt it the hard way.