lost in paradise

Children's Monologue + Climactic Scene + plot = Can Enemies Become Friends?

It was 7:00 p.m. on Friday, October 30th; the perfect time to attend the annual haunted corn maze. Jimbalia’s parents had taken them to the maze, but trusted them to complete the obstacle by themselves. They fact that they were alone made the idea of the maze more terrifying. It seemed like years had passed as they waited patiently in line for it to be their turn to enter the maze. Finally, the large man, dressed up as a clown, greeted them briefly before taking their tickets and letting them into the maze. They squealed with excitement and took off down the cleared path.

“Wait for me!” Ciboulette called from behind the boys that took a running start.
“Come on, slow poke! I want to beat last year’s record,” Jimbalia shouted back.
“I hope you trip!” Ciboulette responded, while turning her walk into a jog to catch up.
The group travelled through the path in the direction they felt would take them to the end. They took the wrong path and would travel in a circle or to a dead end, which would disorient them. When they were stuck, they would simply turn around and find another path. They kept following this pattern for about 40 minutes before concluding they were lost, which allowed fear to sink in.
“We just came from that way,” Dawg spoke tiredly. “I think if we keep going that way, we might be able to get out.”
“We’re lost, Dawg. There is no way out,” Ciboulette mumbled.
As they were trying to figure out a plan, something rustled behind them. They turned around quickly to see the corn moving, but no one was there. They went to turn back to the path and a masked person jumped out. They ran for dear life, getting only deeper into the maze. They were lost and scared, running to find a way out, but where they ended up, was not where they wanted to be. A dead end laid ahead of the group. They spun around and the masked person was standing there. They backed into the corn, trying to keep their balance as the person approached.
Jimbalia spoke up, “who are you? What do you want?”
Ciboulette chimed in, “yeah. Back off!”
The person reached up to where the mask rested on his shoulders and placed his hand on it to pull it off. They were shocked when the mask was lifted and they all recognized the face.
“Joffrey?” They cried in unison.
Joffrey made no response and just stared blankly in their direction.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Ciboulette shouted. “Scaring us was really mean.”
Joffrey looked down towards his feet and continued to remain silent.
“Why did you think that was okay to do?” Dawg asked quietly.
“Well, you guys didn’t invite me to come with you. I wanted to come, but you didn’t ask me,” Joffrey replied. “So, I came by myself and wanted to get revenge.”
“You could have just asked us if you could come,” Jimbalia stated.
Joffrey moved his gaze from his feet and looked at the group. “It’s just really hard for me. You guys may not know, but my parents died in a car accident and that’s why I moved here. I live with my aunt and she doesn’t really like kids. I miss my parents, but I feel like if I get friends, I will forget about my parents. I don’t want to forget about my parents, but I don’t want to be alone anymore. So, I thought maybe if you guys invited me out, maybe I could try having some friends…obviously, that didn’t work out too well…”
“Oh, Joffrey! We’re sorry! We didn’t know,” Ciboulette howled as she went over and embraced him.
“Sorry,” Dawg added, approaching him slowly.
“Yeah. We may have not invited you, but do you want to hang out with us since we are all here together?” Jimbalia smiled.
Joffrey returned the grin. “I would really like that. Plus, I know how to get out of the maze.”
They all laughed and were led out by their new friend Joffrey, proving that enemies can become friends.
The End!