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(The stage is in darkness. Only there is sound. Being played is the sound of TV/radio clips speaking of youths, binge drinking, hoodies etc. Bring in the voice of Cathie, a teenage girl, who speaks over the news. If done as part of a play the person who does Cathie's voice is not the same actor as the person who actually plays her physically on stage)

Cathie: They don't look like they are but deep down you know they are. They're all thinking the same thing.

(Non-coloured lights come up, to give the feeling of a home, so the audience can now see Cathie on stage sat in an armchair watching it the news. The armchair is set to the right centre of the stage and a TV on the left centre. There is a medium sized window at the back of the stage to the right with a road and part of a house showing through. The door to the living room is on the far left with a small table next to it where a phone is currently sat in its stand. There is a TV remote set on the right hand arm of the chair.
The news on the TV is still playing but now a lot quieter as the physical Cathie turns it down.)

That's me. Cathie Spencer. But what does it matter when you have the face of a juvenile.

(The phone rings. Cathie turns the TV down right down and picks it up. It's a friend of hers and she starts chatting away but quietly so we don't really hear what she is saying. She wanders around happily chatting.)

The one thing that most people feel when near us is fear.

(Pause in narrative voice. Cathie is laughing but then she turns to the window and stops. Shouts are heard coming from outside. Cathie says goodbye quickly and hangs up and then walks up to the window, lean to her left so she can see what's happening on the far right but the audience can't. Two adult male voices can be heard one sounding drunk getting louder and louder and more aggressive, but suddenly there is a sound of a gun shot and pure shock and fear spreads over Cathie's face and she drops the phone after which she retreats backwards stumbling over her legs. She sits on the armchair face in her hands)

But has it ever come across them that we might feel scared around some of you?

(The flashing lights coming off the TV cause Cathie to part her fingers to look at it. Slowly, she moves her hands away from her face that is now tear stained from her tears.)

We all have misconceptions but adults think we are all the same when we're not.

(A look of disgust and anger fills her face as she watches the news criticise teenagers after what she has just witnessed.)

I live in your world however isn't it time you feel the rejection for yourself in my world?

(Cathie turns the TV off with a remote found next to the armchair. She sets the remote down and walks out of the room picking the phone up off the floor as she does so putting it back in it's stand by the door. She walks out of the room and closes the door behind her. Fade to blackout.)
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