UNDERNEATH MY SKIN

by Emma Smith

Leaving home was thought to be the hardest thing ever,

that was until Grace became stuck within a home invasion
that could have ended her life.

Copyright© EMMA SMITH

PRODUCTIONS
ROLL OPENING CREDITS

As the film begins, calming like music appears to which we

see colour like visuals, appearing on and off screen to the
beat of the music. GRACE, A teenage girl about 18 appearing
in many to all of them.

WHITE SCREEN OPENING

EXT.THE BEACH - AFTERNOON

WAVES CRASHING against the shore...

We walk with the waves, children laughing, people swimming in

the water even though it is cloudy in the sky. Having the
time of their life even though it is raining. Rough sand.
Hard waves yet it still feels wonderful.

APPEARING ON SCREEN A LILY MOMENT, small lily drawings appear

onto the screen that move around with the visuals in a pretty
pink. Shining onto the screen.

BLACK SCREEN, But the lillies remain with other paint marks,
on the screen.

GRACE, a 18 year old girl, brunette, medium hair. Flashes

across the screen, looking directly at the screen as she
shakes her head. Blurriness but appears in focus. Flashing by
with the flecs of colours like blue, pink, green, and yellow
following her movements, her face shows excitement.CAMERA
PANS UP AND DOWN as she moves.

CUT to her grabbing her cheeks, and pulling them back,

stretching her face, with a light pink tint over the top.
Yet, the background becomes lighter surrounding the dark
silhouette.

SIMPLE CUTS BETWEEN THE SHOTS but joined together with flecs
of colour, becoming slowed paced to match the music.

EXT. TREES - EARLY MORNING

CUT to a WIDE SHOT of the sunlight shining through the trees,

CAMERA IS ROLLING slightly in a 180 ANGLE.

INT. DARK ROOM WITH NO LIGHT - LATE AT NIGHT

CLOSE UP of Grace lying on the floor, looking up, slowly

lifting her body as if she is getting off the floor.

Slowly reaching up towards the sky

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EXT. BEACH - AFTERNOON

The familiar beach comes back into frame, but this time, has
the specs of colour, of blue, purple, and pick following, the
waves, the sand, the people walking. A sort of grain takes
over the screen, and makes the screen look raw.

INT. GRACE'S BEDROOM - EARLY DAY

Your regular teenage bedroom, girly, but not too much. Bit of
a mix of edgyness and sweetness. Lot of blue, and pink across
the room.

MATCH CUT of the picture frame.

The last frame from the visuals of the beach, appears in the
picture frame. Her favourite photo. Memories.

END OPENING CREDITS.

Cut to Grace opening up her curtains, and takes a second to

look outside into her neighbourhood street, a friendly
neighbourhood, trees falling with the autumn leaves. An empty
driveway.

Grace picks up the frame with the picture of the beach and
admires it.

INT. STAIRS - MID DAY

She walks down the stairs with the frame in her hand, meeting
the table before the door, and recognises that there is a
note left from her mother. In loopy writing leaves on the
screen...

Have a good day sweety, don't forget

to pack the rest of the boxes... Love
you - Mom

Appearing on screen as it was written on paper, Grace looks

up at the door in a rather sad, but disappointed way. Holding
back her tears, pushing through. The Camera pans to the
living room filled with black boxes with 'Grace Uni' written
on the sides of it as we pan to Grace looking at them through
the door of the entertainment room.

Grace looks at the frame in her hand and holds it out in

front of her. She puts the frame onto the black box with all
her other uni things. The Camera follows her as she walks
back to the stairs. Cut to her walking back up the stairs.

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INT. GRACE'S BEDROOM -MIDDAY

Grace walks into her room and closes her wide tall door but
the door appears to be quite stubborn so Grace pushes harder
to close the door.

She picks up her hairbrush and stands in front of the mirror,

brushing her hair.

MAIN DOOR LOCK CREAKS.

Loudly, the door lock begins to move around, back and forth,
the lock moves from the front door of the house.

Dramatically, Grace puts down the brush and walks to the

window. Grace slices the blinds open, yet we cannot see what
is outside.

Immediately Grace realises what is happening. Her eyes open

wide, and anxiously sits she stumbles back... slides down
against the foot of her bed, getting as low as possible.

She looks around her room, scanning it in a way of trying to

find something to protect her, she sees her phone on her
table. As Grace picks up her phone, she realises that there
is no power left in it. Panic and Horror.

Grace crawls up to the window, peers through a look of horror

overthrows her face.

Immediately she sits back down in the position she was in,
with an even more panic ridden face. She looks at the door.

The camera follows her eye movements to the door.

Grace with all her might, gets up and opens the door as
silently as possible.

INT. STAIRS - MIDDAY

She runs down the green carpeted stairs, surrounded by white

walls, without making a sound to creak the stairs. The camera
pans to the BURGLAR, A Male about mid 20's, wearing all
black, tall but still looks young.

Locks creaks even further but still not open yet.

Grace getting as low as she can, creeps through the baby

gate, that sounds louder than it actually should be. She
looks back at the door.

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INT. KITCHEN - MIDDAY

The Burglar is still attempting to open the door. Grace sits

against the drying cupboard next to the babygate, with her
knees by her chest, trying to calm herself down.

The Camera pans from her to looking at the bright light

creating a silhouette of the burglar through the door.

Scanning the kitchen, she sees a giant silver knife on the

table corner from left from the night before.

Grace grabs the silver knife,... SHING.

She sits back in her spot on the floor.

A familiar pan of the camera, She looks over her shoulder to

check the door. The Burglar was gone.

Breath comeing in,...and out. Grace feels releaved. She leans

her head against the wall reaching a level of calmness. At
the opposite side of the frame of Graces head, we see the
Burglar at the glass backdoor, the door heading into the
dining room, filled with office files,... we pan to the
Burglar as he trys to unlock the door.

Grace looking terrified as ever, she moves to sit against the

kitchen island, hiding most darkness. She desparately creeps
up the side of the island, and looks above through the
window, to which we see the Burglar walking back a bit,
getting frustrated,... hating himself for it.

EXT. BACK DOOR PATH - MIDDAY

Grace makes her way with the knife in her hand to the
backdoor,

She gets out the door, meeting a corridor like path, Grace
just stepping out of the door. One end with a door with a
lock, the other with a path turning right, meeting overgrown
bushes. Grace turns to the door with the lock. It won't
budge. She turns to the other side with the overgrown bushes.

Terrified, she looks at the knife in her hand, thin,

claustrophobic,... Grace quickly walks through trying not to
make a move that will create any sort of sound.

DOOR CREAKS OPEN.

Stop's within her tracks, Grace's face lights up in fear.

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 5.

She creeps past the the corner, following the bushes. Heavy
breathing departing Grace's face becomes the feeling of life
or death.

The bushes end, and we enter the open garden at the back of
the house. Trees losing it's leaves by the minute, dirt on
the ground.

Following Grace with the door open in the background, she

creeps, yet doing a slight jog,... Camera begins to shake, as
Grace walks through the grass in the garden,.. trying to find
a gap in the fence to get over to her neighbours to which,

GUNSHOT.

BLACKSCREEN.

WHITE SCREEN

FLASHBACK BEGINS.

Moving back to the visuals that we are familar with. The

frame with the picture of the beach,..shattered ,..the
friendly neighbourhood grace grew up in,.. the house, the
boxes, everything flying all at once. Coming at you like a
bullet, laughter of the kids by the beach, music from the
opening credits winding down, its all so fast. The silver
knife striking on screen with colour flecs and paint marks
covering the screen with the grain?, the lock of the door
opened and the door peering open? It's all so fast,...Please
make it stop, make it stop!

SCREEN TURNS WHITE.

SILENCE.

END FLASHBACK.

WHITE SCREEN FADES TO Grace as she wakes up, grabbing the

side of her body beaming with blood, crawling away in the
dirt, crawling, crawling, crawling.

Grace gets up. The Camera shaking as we pan slowly getting up

to walk. She meets the other side of the fence at the end of
the garden. Focusing on her face, she lies down on the
ground. Breathing in and out, Grace in the most agony of her
life. The Camera zooms out still focusing on her face.

FADES TO BLACK.

END SCRIPT.

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