Dramatic Monologue

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He has me sit by him at dinner. The parents don’t always approve. He always wants to play. We talk and chill. Sometimes we do nothing. We play video games a lot. I mostly watch, say where to go and who to shoot. I don’t try to get him into mischief, but it just happens I guess. It’s not all my fault though. We sing and swing. Swim, but only from a slim amount of time. I can’t really swim. So I just sit on the pools edge.
When we go to play baseball… we normally leave early. I can’t hit the ball, or catch. I can’t even pick up the bat. When other kids come they act like I’m not even here. They start making fun of Jacob because they say he is talking to nobody that is there. I am here. Everyone acts like they can’t see me. Is this some sort of