MONOLOGUE

Hi my name is Bryon Douglas I am sixteen-year-old, I life with my sick mom (Mrs.

Douglas) and my best friend and adoptive brother Mark, I'm a good diligent worker
and I'm striving, I'm a good student. I am going to tell you what I had to go through
with my brother and best friend Mark in the last’s times. So let's started Looking
down the memory lane, yeah I have suffered a lot because of the violence of my
friends since we were usually in fights and the purpose of a teenager of my age is
not to be in fights all times. Mark is my best friend and all of that but he most of the
time took bad decisions, When I found Mark selling drugs to child’s was so
shocking because I didn’t expect that, I react badly because I didn't know what to
do with what I had seen and that's why I turn it over to the police, I know I'm not in a
position to say things, but you always have to do the right thing. this made mark not
talk to me and no longer consider me his brother or his best friend, honestly hurt
myself a lot not to have my brother as close to me as we were before. all this has
made me think and reflect more deeply about how I have to take the decisions the
next few times. At the same time this makes me realize that no matter that Mark is
my best friend I take the right decision to rat him out with the police, thanks to that
I'm away from that violent world, full of fights and drugs and the person who gets me
involved in that world. as I said earlier, the only bad thing about all this is that now I'm
without my best and that he's in jail for making such bad decisions that all they were
going to achieve was what was happening to him.