The Debate

Catrin, a schoolgirl, 15 years of age enters.My mind notwithstanding gives me a headache Why cant life-time except be simple, with no worries, yeah, Im talking to you up there. You deal what Im saying Why cant you give me few thanks once in a while. Im still alive, I think I deserve about gratification for that, dont you think? Its really hard work living with that evil brother of mine and lay up with moms winging, but Im sure you know that, because your evermore watching over me, apparently. Dont you get bored up there watching everyone all day?(Sits down to think)I wonder what its like up there, you know, in heaven? I dont suppose Ill ever go there anyway, because Im a naughty girl, really. My mum has verbalise it so many times that Im starting to believe it Mind you Im not as naughty as my brother, my naughtiness is just fun and harmless, but Im sure that my brother has malice in his naughtiness He plays his shooting games on the computer as if he were actually enjoying blowing somebodys brains out Sick, really sick, I everlastingly annoy him by chanting, Youre a mental psychopathic murderer And then his eyes glow a fierce red and my legs start to quiver and my brain hurts because its ashamed of the mistake it has just done. My mum seems to always stop the fighting just before it gets vent she has this talent, after all thats what parents are for(Gets up and puts her manus on her head, moving po patternion every now and then)Oh, why does life have to be so unfair Why cant I win the lottery or become famous? I would perfectly love to be the next Faith Hill or the next Madonna, but theres no apprehend I suppose, after all Im hopeless I cant sing to save my life Im useless, lets face it brain. Im thought whether to sit (and be a swot) and work or sit and be a couch potato and watch telly all night? Such a hard decision, isnt it brain. What shall I do? My sense of right and wrong says Cats, sit and write with pride your English readiness While the devil inside me says Cats man, live life to the full, chill and relax in front of the box My head hurts and it feels as if its been torn in two, oh Chill, snuff it Chill, Work Oh god, help Ok, lets try a opposite approach. What would mum lack me to do? She would definitely compulsion me to do my homework she always says how important my education is, just because she wasted hers as a child. My reception to her is that you learn from your mistakes, and so if I make a mistake and waste my education, then Ill learn ingenious isnt it Well-done brain(Sits with legs crossed, leaning back on the chair)I wonder if other people sit and debate their lives with themselves like I do. Maybe Im the only one, I could be famous and I dont know it Imagine the headlines Girl debates with her own brain Wow, what a thought What was I thinking of before going off on some wild tangent? Ah, yes I remember, am I to do my homework or go and watch telly, I still havent decided I know, Ill try anoth er different approach, what would Grandma want me to do? Definitely, without a doubt she would want me to do my homework. Thats two against one, now Ok, what would my friends want me to do? They would say go and watch the telly, much more educational in their view. Now its all-square again, mum and grandma against my friends and me Oh, why cant life just be simple I know Ill just go to bed