Tuesday, 30 November 2010

Post 9

The Man Who Never Returned
By
Tim White  
1st draft



It’s a cold January morning Jamie stands alone in his Army uniform. Jamie has just returned from tour of the Middle East. He has returned to his home town where he was born and raised. He looks around and stares down the deserted high street where as a boy he would walk and play.
Jamie
Don’t remember it being so deserted the happiest days of my life were spent in the town in these streets’
It’s about 7 in the morning its cold and frosty. Jamie is in deep thought about his childhood and how things have changed since he last stood in these streets. He starts to walk down the empty street observing every detail.
Jamie
‘I wonder if everyone will even recognise me now. Feels like it’s been years and years since ive seen anyone from this town.’
Jamie continues to walk down the road into the distance. (end of scene)
It’s still quite a few cars swift by on the road. Jamie stops and looks to his right and turns to face what used to be his home. He loos at it with intensity and memories flood his mind. He cant help but stare for a moment before walking to the door and facing the memories of inside.
Jamie
‘Its amazing how somewhere of such happiness can turn into a dark and lonesome place. This doesn’t feel like the house I left’
he opens the door and steps inside. He drops his bags and closes the door. He scans the house in detail, eventually he walks into the kitchen. (end of scene 2)

The alarm is bleeping Jamie sits at the side of his bed in deep thought after a nightmare. He turnsthe alarm off and stares forward.
Jamie
‘Maybe I could have done something. Maybe I shouldn’t be here and my men should be what if I didn’t do enough’
Jamie is stood in his kitchen the phone rings and startles him. The phone is from a job that he applied for. He answers.



Phone
Hi am I talking to Jamie smith?
Jamie
Yes thats me
Phone
i received your job application and am willing to offer you and interview
Jamie
Yeah that sounds great, when would be a good time?
Phone
5 o’clock tomorrow?
Jamie
Yeah that should be fine
Phone
Great ill see you then Jamie goodbye
Jamie
Good bye
Jamie puts the phone down and gets a class of water he looks nervous and agitated.
Jamie
Not quite like the army but a change is what a need If I ever want to be normal and to forget, Well will I ever forget? (end of scene)

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