Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Monologue Mania Day # 1608 Confession by Janet S. Tiger (c) July 12, 2018

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Monologue Mania Day # 1608 Confession  by Janet S. Tiger (c) July 12, 2018 

                       A monologue by Janet S. Tiger (c)  2018   all rights reserved

    (Man enters, in his 80s, but could look younger.  He is worried, holding a rosary.  He looks at the audience and crosses himself)

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.  It's been.....(counts on his fingers)...Hell, it's been over 60 years since I last went to confession.  Ooops, I can't remember if I'm allowed to say hell.   So.... add on another to my tab.  (Laughs)  

I remember the last time, I had just got my degree, was going to become a psychiatrist,, I had decided I didn't believe in God, so I told the priest I wasn't coming back.  

(Remembering)  He told me I'd be back.  Well, he was right....

         (Looks up)

Hear that, God?  That guy was an old man then, he must be dead now.  But I want him to know he was right!  Although maybe it doesn't matter up there.....who knows?  Do you know, Father?


Why am I here?  Because I killed 16 people - which includes one unborn child, so is it 15 or 16?  We Catholics say 16, but what about the rest of the world?


You heard me.  I killed 16 people.

Never spent a day in jail, but I have been in my own prison all these own hell, if you will.

16 people.  Gunned down in cold blood.


No, I did not shoot them.....but I killed them.

The man who shot them, he was one of my first patients.  I knew there was something wrong with him.  He was so angry.  And I....I was so young, and  I knew everything....I was him to come back, but he didn't.  And I...
(takes a deep breath)  I.....did nothing.

And because of that, 16 people have done nothing for over 60 years.  While I raised a family, published 4 books, had a life.  Those dead people did very little.  In fact, as far as I know, actually, they did nothing, because I did nothing, and that's why, I confess now.  

For all these years, I told myself....the guy had a tumor in his brain.  There was nothing I could do.  Except keep it to myself.  My name was mentioned a few times in the news, but people forget.  Not me.  I don't forget.


Why did I wait?  I guess only God knows the answer to that.

So, whaddaya think, Father?  Is a million rosaries enough?  Two million?  

A billion......infinity?

        (Turns to leave, stops, looks back)

And one last thing...where exactly should I say these hell?

         (He takes the rosary and leaves it on a table,  exits, shaking head)


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