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A Catalyst Of Death

Have... Have you ever stopped to look at yourself? Wondered what happened once your dominoes fell? I did. I finally saw the lives that my monstrous hands ripped apart, like meat torn apart by a butcher. When the blindness comes off you see your prejudice, your self-obsessiveness that taunts you to play as God, and your flattering deceitful lips of truth, fashioned yourself in order to manufacture play dolls from beauty. Damn it! Damn it! Why couldn't I have adorned the privilege of social responsibility? But every action only ferried them to Hell. I'm a catalyst of death.

by Philip Hutchinson (16)
Landau Forte College, Derbyshire

Competition - Mini Monologues

Copyright remains with the author.