Behind the Closed Door

Behind the Closed Door

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Have you ever been gripped by a fear that holds you back? Some may fear spiders, some may fear heights, and some may fear public speaking... But Elle has a fear that hinders her from interacting with the outside world... leaving her apartment. She's not sure when this fear began to manifest inside her, but now she lives inside her apartment ordering food from various take outs and working on the computer. It's a comfy life, but when Elle gets a random stranger knocking on her door, her world is about to change. She's going to have to face her fears, her problems, and take a step into the outside world. **This was a play I wrote back during my senior year of high school!
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Dear Nobody, My name is Luna Rose Wesley and I'm just like any other girl my age. I have some secrets, I'm afraid of the future, I have some complicated relationships and some amazing friends, and I'm just trying to do anything that I can to survive. But as the days pass, it seems like surviving in my world is becoming more difficult with every minute. You see, without any money, my family is forced to live in in an apartment building that's smack dab in the center of our rundown part of the city. And my mother is just a work of art. She is now addicted to drugs, and she isn't trying very hard at all to try to get us out of our inner-city situation. Living in constant fear, not only of what's outside my window at night, but also of my violent dealing brother living in the room across the hall, I have to find a way to cope without putting a bullet in my skull like so many of my fallen brethren. And my coping mechanism is to write letters to nobody- to you- and sending it to an address that doesn't exist. I need somebody to talk to without that somebody thinking that I'm looking for pity, so I've found you. Nobody. Thanks for listening. Sincerely, Luna Rose (Rated Mature for the mentioning of sex, drug use, violence, and profane language. Does not contain actual sex scenes.)

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