Character: Jackie

Setting: Bedroom, sitting on a twin sized bed venting out her feelings about life

Tunnel Vision

My name is Jackie. People call me Jackie. They also call me different and they are right. I can never put my finger on what it is that makes me so different but, maybe one day I will know. I have always thought I would be someone great. Every time I look in the mirror I see someone different.. At times I look like a model, a writer, or an intelligent news reporter. But sometimes, on my worst days I see nothing; like I will never grow up to be anybody. My life will one day be a useless waste. I have all this potential and it seems everything is holding me back, even though it is not so. My grades are okay, with a succession of A's and B's I'm on the honor roll. But, what does that have to do with life? Are you graded in life? Will your self- worth always be attached to how well you do in school or… how you treat others? If you do well in school then you can have all that you desire...or so they say. I dream of a large, beautiful house; that conventional life in the suburbs with a white picket fence and a golden retriever. It's all I've ever wanted but I know there are more important things in this world than how many things you can acquire. Maybe life really is just one big roller coaster and you never know what's going to be thrown your way, but I'd rather have it that way because at least I know I'm living.. After all, life is just one big journey.