[Roobuzz]

Username: Roobuzz
Name: Cade Smith
Gender: Male
Monologue:

When I was only six, one single event changed my entire life.
Now, before I explain, I should give you a bit of background information.
I grew up in a fairly wealthy family. We weren't rich, but we had all that we needed and more. I was a lucky kid, and like most kids, didn't understand the value of my safety, security, and family.
My best friend, however, lived in a different situation. His family didn't have much money at all. They lived in an old, beaten down home that seemed to be on the verge of falling apart. Unlike my family, they didn't have all they needed. With only a father to take care of the two kids, the small, unfortunate family had to do work around the neighborhood to get enough money to put food on the table. The brother and sister would shovel driveways, mow lawns, and pick up sticks for the neighbors. The father was always looking for a job opportunity that would allow him enough time to take care of his kids.
He was finally hired on a farm to plow the fields, and although he didn't get much time at home as he'd wanted, he got to feed his children. They learned to take care of themselves for the most part, and although unfortunate, were very happy kids.
My friend- the brother- was always the first to raise his paw in class. Even if he didn't know the right answer, he would try his best and give it his all. His enthusiasm brought me out of my shell, and other kalons often told us that we were inseparable.
I remember the day that it happened. It was a Tuesday morning, and as usual, I sat toward the side of the classroom and watched the other students talk and play. I was always very content with doing this as a child; not because of a lack of friends- I had enough. I enjoyed studying the personalities of my classmates. It was a past time of mine that kept me very socially aware.
The bell rang, and all of the students sat in the morning story-time circle- all except one. I knew that my friend had to skip school sometimes to do chores, so I didn't think too much of it. The teacher took attendance, and she didn't seem concerned about his absence either.
We were part way through our story when the classroom phone began to ring. The teacher, shushing us, got up and answered the phone. I tried to listen to what she was saying, but the rest of the class immediately became to chatter and giggle, and I couldn't decipher her words. All I knew was that her expression became gravely concerned, and that meant the phone call was about something bad.
I tried not to think too much into it and waited impatiently for the teacher to return. When she did, she shushed the class once more and continued reading the story. I noticed that she had to take a deep breath before reading.
Trying my best to disregard the situation, I listened to the story, occasionally glancing at the door for my friend to arrive.
He didn't.
Not for the whole school day, anyway. Concerned, I asked the teacher what the phonecall was about.
"It's nothing for you to worry about right now," she replied, her tone light.
I pursued security. "Is he alright?"
Her gaze softened and she stroked my hair sympathetically. "He's just fine. Something happened and he had to stay home today. You're a very good friend, Cade."
I nodded in relief, glad that my friend was alright.
When I got home, I went straight to my dad to tell him all about my day. He was watching the television very intently, and I cocked my head a little. He didn't usually watch T.V.
He looked from the screen, appearing a little surprised to see me. "Cade, come here."
I obeyed, wandering to his side and turning my eyes on the screen curiously.
"What is it?" I asked him.
He didn't respond. I narrowed my eyes at the screen, doing my best to read the words.
Missing, said the big word at the bottom. I looked at the picture, trembling as I realized who it was.
It was my friend's sister.
I started out of the room to run to his house, but my dad stopped me before I could even leave the room.
"You can talk to him at school," he told me.
I began to cry. "Where is she? Why is she missing?"
He seemed to be at a loss for words. "She... Cade, sometimes bad things happen."
We left it at that.
My friend was at school the next day. He wasn't himself, which I understand. I waited patiently for him to talk to me about it if he wanted to.
He didn't raise his paw to answer the questions.
He didn't even look at the teacher while she read to us. He just kept his eyes on the window, searching. Always searching.
I tried to comfort him. I gave him my snack, and my book, and I even wrote a little note that read,
I can help you find your sister if you want.
He didn't look at it. He seemed to be separating himself from the rest of the class, and I wanted to help him.
One day, I asked him why he seemed so sad.
"It's hard to explain. I don't know if I even know it," he replied, his once bright eyes now dull.
"You can try to explain it," I suggested, too young to understand that he didn't want to talk about it.
He looked at his paw, examining the fur on the back of it as though he'd never seen it before. "Well, Daddy said that he was gonna do something... with the law, I think. I think he's going to court."
"Why?"
"He said that he's gonna make them look for her again."
I nodded, relief flooding through me. "That's good! Now we'll find-"
"No." His eyes were desperate. "He doesn't even wanna do it anymore. He... He doesn't wanna do anything."
I searched for what to say.
He went on. "He's not the same. I wish he were the same. I wish she was back. I wish-" his voice broke and so did he. "I wish we could go back to how it- how it was-"

...

It's been fifteen years.

An event- one that didn't even affect my family- changed me forever.

Ever since that day- the day I realized how such a situation affected my friend- I decided that I would put my entire life toward reuniting families and ensuring that no case is closed unsolved.
I'm currently enrolled in a college for criminal profiling, and I'm interning for the A.C.I.O. Someday, I'll be an official member and work for them. My goal isn't so much about punishing criminals as it is about reuniting families.
Families like my childhood friend's.
Because that's where I learned what love really is.

[catyclaws]

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[VanossGaming]

Username:Liongoddess
Name:Willian
Gender:Male
Monologue:
"You know. Love is like a cherry. It can be either very sweet or super bitter. I was different. In a world of monochrome black and white I stood out. I was colored. She left me at my weakest. It was never really pretty. We would get into arguments over silly little things. If you ever have someone you love. Take care of them. Be there for them. Becuse just like a cherry you'll never know if it'll grow to be the sweetest thing or a bitter flavor."

[Dreamie]

even though this ends tomorrow,,
i'm gonna throw out an early good luck to everyone who's entered! <:

[Roobuzz]

Good luck, everyone!! I've seen a lot of creativity with this comp!

[mirukuzee]

🍒Username: sketch.able
🍒Name: Reese
🍒Gender: Male
🍒Monologue:
My love or my childhood? Huh... how about my childhood love?
Fowldrink Elementary, 1st day of 1st grade
I hated the first day school. Don't we all?
I hated the new smell of freshly bought school supplies. I hated the smell of freshly sprayed baby cologne. I hated the sights of parents rushing to aid their children, and I most especially hated the fact that my parents were going to leave me in a room of strangers for a few hours just for me to learn something I could've just read in a book.
I waved goodbye to my parents with the most fake smile I could muster. As soon as they left the view in the window, I immediately scruffled my well-gelled hair. I felt like it was suffocating my head, like everything in the classroom. I wanted to go home and watch cartoons...
Then Leslie walked in.
Into the classroom, into my life, and into my heart.
Leslie walked over to a seat to take, but I was too stunned looking at the sight before me that I didn't notice that the one thing I was looking at tripped over my bag. Leslie wasn't really happy.
Leslie ranted in front of my face, saying how I should be with my things. I didn't care. The world the blurring around me and all I saw was the graceful being in front of me, talking away with the voice of an angel.
My day was blessed, but not as much as I wanted. I wanted to know Leslie. I wanted to be a part of Leslie's life now that the said angel is already a part of mine.
Leslie sat in the seat next to me. I quickly apologized for the previous incident, and we started talking. The rest of the day, we had introductions, so it was much easier to get to know my new friend.
We talked about our favorite cartoons, our favorite foods, our favorite anything. We bonded and we fell together like puzzle pieces.
The year progressed, and I finally decided to tell Leslie how I felt. I didn't want to tell my parents, because I knew that they'd just say that I was too young to be in love.
One day, I decided to tell Leslie. How I fell for the one who fell in front of me. I made a card scribbled with crayon, and I gave it to my friend, sliding it onto the desk.
Leslie read it, then turned to look at me. When I looked back at Leslie, I saw that the expression my friend wore was one of disgust.
"Reese, why do you like me? I'm a boy, and boys can't like boys!"
Leslie held up the card and showed it to everyone. He showed it to everyone and laughed. I blushed as I tried to retrieve the cursed letter, but everyone passed to it to each other and laughed at me. They all ridiculed me, and in front of the howling crowd was him.
Leslie.
The one who brought me up is now the one who dropped me and shattered me into pieces.
...
Now, its years later. I have not heard from Leslie at all. The last I had ever heard from his was 1st grade. I transferred schools in 2nd grade because of my father's work.
Since then, I had not loved another. It was hard. Leslie was not only amazing in his looks and talents, but we were also a perfect match. To this day, I still question why he chose to not love me back.
My childhood love. One of tears, heartbreak, and rejection.
I truly do hate school, and Leslie gave me a good reason to.

[ThatDragonAdara]

Good luck everyone!

[72027]

Good luck to all!

[happysparrow]

Good luck good luck!! ♡♡ All of your monologues were great!!!

[yen.]

Sorry for taking so long! This is now closed for judging, please don't edit your forms any more!