ACT 1,SCENE 1 Scene opens with Simi sparsely dressed with her legs spread in a non challant way as tears continue to stream down her face. The setting is a tastefully furnished room which oozes with gloom. Simi(disconsolate):Life is not a bed of roses,I never seemed to understand.I thought it was just some weird cliche that never made sense(tears roll down her cheeks). Oh! How he forced his way in between my legs,the pain and yet mother thought I was safe with him(wipes her cheeks). Here I am pregnant,a pregnant fourteen year old. I wish mother never started her trade. Since its inception,all I have gotten from neighbours are catcalls and insults and then Chizaram had the guts to confront me that my mother is sleeping with other women's men.

hmm..

SCENE 2 The scene opens with Lewa adorned in a strapless dress and an enormous neck piece with matching earrings. The place is one spot short of elegance and sophistication. Lewa(sarcastically): Who are you? I mean you,who do you think you are to point fingers? Yeah,I know the society frowns against prostitution but does the society make provisions for widows? Think about it,it is either we sell our bodies or do jobs that barely fetch money to keep us alive. Well,as for me,selling my body is what pays the bills around here and if I had to choose all over again,I would rather be a Mrs Warren than a Mother Theresa.

SCENE 3 Simi clutches her stomach wishing she never tried to find a solution to the pregnancy. Simi(terrified): I have sent the precious gift back to the stranger that gave it to me because I did not think of it as a gift but as a terrible burden. I did not want it and of that,I was certain but little did I know that I would be punished severely. Well,if this would make mother stop her trade,then,the sacrifice is worth it. Lewa walks in with her shoulder raised high only to find Simi writhing in pain. Simi goes stiff upon sighting her and she tries to revive Simi all to no avail while tears flow down her face. Lewa(devastated):When God takes away our loved ones,we question the wisdom of His love for no heartache compares to the death of ones child. I am however consoled with the fact that He has picked the rosebud in my household to become an angel under His care.

Let the POSITIVE CRITICISMS begin

CallMeBIRA:
Let the POSITIVE CRITICISMS begin

when ar we gonna put dis to screen? nyc wrk..

Fmartin:
when ar we gonna put dis to screen? nyc wrk..

I dunno about putting it to screen and thank you

CallMeBIRA:
I dunno about putting it to screen and thank you

u welcm