The Prompt: Write a scene that starts with, “I haven’t told this to anyone before, but I’m going to tell you.”
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Psst! You. Yeah, you–right there. This is for you. So… I ain’t told this to no-one before, but I’m tellin’ you. I’m sure you’re thinking, why? Why me? Why now?
It’s just time. Sometimes life works like that. Those secrets you bury so far down they make the soles of your feet it work their way back up your legs, torso, and throat until you have no other choice but to sing Dixie to the nearest standing person.
That’s you. Let me warm my vocals before the big guy ferrets me out.
I’m sorry if you don’t want it to be you. Actually, I’m not sorry. I’m not, because I ain’t never asked for this . Never wanted the damn thing–but I’ve toted it around anyway.
You hear that?
There! That was a foot step. You know I’m right. It was clearly the sound of a footstep–
It’s outside, so sit down. I’m almost outta time. If I don’t tell you now, no one will know the truth.
Crap. That door won’t hold if they keep kickin’ it like that!
If I could grab your shoulders I would, but know this–IT WASN’T ME! Now you gotta go, but know it wasn’t me!! Just let me get out of this and I’ll tell you the rest. Meet me at…
Hey, Minnow. What’cha doing here? This is Terrence’s hole. Aw, man! You don’t gotta be like that! Just put down the gun, man!! Put it down!