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Moving on, a one act play

April 30, 2014
By Mary Wymore BRONZE, Leavenworth, Kansas
Mary Wymore BRONZE, Leavenworth, Kansas
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Margaret- main character
Molly- dead sister
Maggie – dead best friend
Aliza – dead daughter
Dr. Nicols
Narrator – death

Scene one
Lights come on dimly. A small room is set up with a single bed, two chairs, a small table, and medical equipment. Margaret is laying in the bed with tubes and medicine hooked up to her, she is dressed in a hospital gown with raggedy hair, as her eyes open the lights brighten.
Narrator: (In background) our story begins observing upon a sick, near death, young 25 year old named Margaret. I have been here in secret waiting for the proper time to take her into my arms and carry her to her judgment day.
Margaret: Where am I? (Lifts arms and stares at tubes) Hello?
Door opens and in walks Molly, and Maggie holding baby Aliza.
Margaret: Finally you guys are here! What happened? And hand me Aliza, she’s probably so scared.
Molly: (Places Aliza on the bed next to Margaret) Sister I would just like to say that you are the worst driver of all time. How the heck did you even get your license? (Sits in chair)
Maggie: I have to agree, you are crazy. (Sits in chair next to Molly)
Margaret: What are you fools even talking about? Just tell me what happened, and stop giving the side comments!
Aliza: Mama (Margaret hands Aliza a plastic cup to suck on)
Molly: Well as you remember, I hope, you called this morning complaining about how Maggie got another boyfriend, that’s what number 3 this month?
Maggie: Which is totally stupid considering you dated literally 50 guys before meeting Aliza’s dad, god bless his soul.
Molly: (shakes head) Oh don’t act all godly you’re as unholy as they come.
Maggie: Well that’s quite hilarious considering the predicament we are in.
Molly: Oh shut up and let me finish. (Turns back to Margaret) So anyways, you were complaining so I suggested after getting Aliza from daycare that we all go get coffee. And Maggie said she would meet us there, remember?
Margaret: Yes I remember, what happened next?
Molly: Well on our way you weren’t focused, you just kept complaining. You were distracted.
Maggie: So distracted you even forgot to buckle Aliza in her car seat! (Shakes head and rubs face with hands)
Molly: Right, and during all that complaining you ran a stop light! And we got t-boned by a semi!
Maggie: And of course, I was sitting right across the street, and your giant crap-wagon flew right into my car. People that saw it said our cars flipped at least five times!
Aliza: Ow!
Margaret: You are both liars. That doesn’t make any sense. None of you are hurt, you said Aliza wasn’t buckled in she would have been killed. I must have passed out in the coffee shop, or gotten into some type of accident alone.
Molly: Well Marg-
Molly is cut off by the door opening revealing Dr. Nicols who is talking to a nurse that is off stage. The lights dim and only shine on him.
Dr. Nicols: Nurse she needs a new IV bag, and a higher dose of her medicine. I don’t care if the surgeons have decided that she will never wake up you need to treat her just as you would any other patient. She isn’t some waste of your time. She deserves a fighting chance like the rest of us.
End of Scene one.
Scene 2
Scene begins as the room door closes behind the nurse. All women remain the same, except Margaret who is seen with a new drip of medicine inserted in her arm.
Narrator: The tricky thing about me, is that there’s really no sign that I am coming. Today these girls woke up only worried about new boyfriends, and getting to work on time. But while they woke up feeling normal, I woke up knowing that today I would take over a million lives. But this girl is making me late with her refusal to go. So some lives have been spared today.
Margaret: (looks around) that was by far the rudest doctor I have ever met. Or not met considering the fact that he didn’t even say hello to me or tell me what the damage is. Girls I demand to know what happened in this crash. Aliza looks okay thank god I went to that fire station for a car seat check. (Margaret rocks Aliza who is now asleep)
Maggie: Well I was turning and there comes your car right at me followed by a giant semi. Next thing I know I’m flying out the windshield.
Molly: We always tell you to buckle your seat belt.
Maggie: Well that’s funny considering you flew out the window too.
Molly: Any who, poor Aliza wasn’t tight enough in her car seat. She flew right out the top and out of the car and got ran over by our car. They’re saying you have internal bleeding and brain failure.
Margaret: I don’t understand why the two of you insist on fibbing. (Points at head) I obviously don’t have brain failure and the three of you don’t even have cuts. Clearly you didn’t fly out a windshield.
Maggie: Well we did (Maggie and Molly stand, Eliza wakes up) and we didn’t make it. But you have to, you have to wake up.
Margaret: I am awake guys stop messing with me.
Molly: You aren’t awake that’s why the doctor couldn’t hear you. Why the nurse ignored you. You have to wake up and keep on living.
Margaret: (Begins crying and whipping tears) If you are all serious why would I want to keep on living? Why would I want a life without my child, sister, and best friend? I would rather die. How can I see you guys if you are dead?
(The two girls move and sit on top of the hospital bed.)
Maggie: (pats Margaret’s arm) you won’t die your body will just keep fighting and we need you to either die or wake up.
Molly: and you can see us because you’re in a state of almost dead, but not really dead.
Margaret: Why do you NEED me to die or wake up?
Molly: Because if you don’t the three of us (gestures at self, Eliza, and Maggie) will be stuck her wandering around aimlessly waiting for you to move on. We won’t get to go to the afterlife.
Margaret: I don’ get it. How would I be the one preventing you from “moving on”?
Molly: Because you’re the reason we died.
Maggie: So you have to be the one to put us to rest and we can’t go until you let go. Which of course will be hard since we just blamed you for our deaths, but it’s not a big deal you didn’t mean to. That can be your persuasion to wake your lazy butt up.
Molly: No pressure.
Eliza: Mama
Margaret: So you want me to come to terms with the fact that I killed my daughter? You want me to wake up and be all alone?
Maggie: You have to, what do you want to lay here for the rest of your life and only have we to talk to? We will just be mad because you kept us here.
Molly: We can’t go anywhere, we have to be in a five mile radius of you. And if you’re not awake, then our setting will just be a drab hospital room.
Margaret: (looks around room) okay well how do I wake up? Obviously I have already tried since I felt like I was awake this whole time.
Maggie: Well first you have to understand why we died, and then you have to let go of that so that we can all move on.
Margaret: You died because of my bad driving.
Maggie: (shakes head) no that’s not why we died.
Margaret: (throws hands in air) okay why did you die then?
Molly: I think in the back of your mind you know why. Think back to why we were all driving to the coffee shop in the first place.
Margaret: Because we were arguing. About Maggie getting a new boyfriend.
Molly: Right. And what kind of feelings were you having about that?
Margaret: I was angry.
Maggie: No you weren’t just angry. You were jealous, hurt, and selfish. Your selfishness and jealousy that I had moved on, while you were stuck with a dead fiancé, and a baby.
Margaret: That’s harsh Maggie even for you.
Molly: But its true isn’t it? You didn’t want Maggie to move on, or I because you were scared we would leave you and that would be it. But that would have never happen.
Maggie: Those fears led you to drive to the coffee shop recklessly and kill us. Instead of just talking to us about long ago you bottled up all that fear and we got the end result.
Margaret: (begins crying again) you’re right. It is all my fault. After Aliza’s dads death I was so scared of you two getting married and leaving me. I was scared of raising her alone and now I don’t even get to raise her. (Hugs Aliza)
Aliza: mama.
Molly: We aren’t mad, we all got to die together. We get to be together and that’s great, but now you are going to be alone.
Maggie: And you have to figure out how to handle that. You are going to be alone now but it’s up to you to figure out how to do that.
Margaret: I don’t want to be alone. I didn’t then and I don’t now.
Molly: Well you have to be alone, but you can do it. You can find a new man and have new babies. Aliza won’t be mad, she will have us up there. And her dad think about that.
Margaret: So all I have to do now is say goodbye to you?
Maggie: Yes (starts crying)
Molly: Maggie don’t cry you’ll make it harder for her.
Margaret: I am so sorry you guys, I am so sorry for being selfish, and dragging you all down. I am sorry to you Aliza for being so careless with you, you have been my life for so long I am broken without you. (looks at Maggie) and Maggie I am sorry for not letting you live the way you want to because of my selfish ways (looks at molly) and molly I am so glad I got to spend my entire life with you, I wish things could have been different.
Maggie: We all do Margaret, but it’s okay we will be fine.
Molly: And we will go show Aliza her dad. We will be okay.
Margaret: (kisses Aliza’s head) so all I do know is say goodbye, and tell myself to wake up?
Maggie and Molly: Yes.
Margaret: I love you all so much.
Eliza: Mama.
Margaret: I love you, I love you, I love you. Goodbye.
Margaret closes her eyes and the lights go out. The stage is silent and the narrator begins speaking in the background.
Narrator: Today has been a waste of my time. But seeing a soul fight as hard as that girl did was a great sight to see. She gives everyone a better appreciation on life. Today I have taken a total of 500,789 lives and I just took three more. The girls now reside in the afterlife, alongside all their loved ones. They will see their friend one day, but that day I can’t tell you. Because like I said you never see me, death, coming.
Lights come back on as Margaret opens her eyes.
Margaret: Hello? Hello? Molly? Maggie? Eliza? Are you there?
Door opens and in runs Dr. Nikols, and two nurses.
Dr. Nikols: Well I be damned she did it. She woke up. (Looks at nurses) I told you she’d do it. I told you she was a tough one.
Margaret: Tough indeed.
END


The author's comments:
I wrote this script for my creative writing class. It touched very close to heart after my best friend died last year.

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