Planning: Script
Living Room:
Mya: *fidgeting while sitting on the couch*
Mya: When will you leave? it's been...
Inner voice: 3 years.
Mya: Uh-yes, but it feels like forever.
Inner voice: Maybe it has been forever, you just hadn't noticed me.
Mya: I refuse to believe that. *sighs and gets up from the couch*
Kitchen:
Mya: *opens cabinets to prepare a meal*
Inner voice: You can't ignore me forever
Mya:
Inner voice: We're the same person.
Mya: No, you are a mental illness I have yet found a way to eradicate.
Inner voice: Sure- I'm just saying we should be friends, I'm clearly not going anywhere any time soon. We share many interests.
Mya: *Pulls a knife from the drawer, and examines it*
Inner voice: The human body for one.
Mya: Ouch! *examines finger*
Mya; *stares at the blood*
Bathroom:
Mya: *goes closer to the sink but hesitates*
Inner voice: You like blood, just admit it.
Mya:
Inner Voice: You're beyond not normal. Beyond medication and therapy. You're pretty messed up.
Backyard:
Mya: *kneeling and washing hand using the hose, their hands are covered in blood*
Inner voice: We're the same.
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